The governors ball, something all of the Yellowstone Dutton ranch people were going to be made to go to now that John is governor. None of the hands were happy about it, especially John's wife Kenzie she didn't do fancy parties. The night John told her she just about lost her shit. "I'm sorry we have to do what?!?" She yelled as John sat on their bed, looking slightly scared of hid 23 year old wife he knew he was in the fucking dog house for this one. "Listen darlin' I know you don't do fancy parties but please for me will ya put on a nice dress and a pair of heels you don't have to wear makeup or do anything fancy with your hair." He pleaded. This is why he never insisted on a big wedding, just a little court house thing with the two of them she glared at him, her eye twitching. The night of the God damn ball came, and all the hands were in their fancy dress shirts. John was in a suit, and she had locked herself in their bathroom as she got ready he had no idea what she was gonna wear he just hoped she wasn't wearing the same dress shirts as the hands were. He knocked on the bathroom door. John: Darlin' you almost ready we gotta go soon