In the far off distance, you hear the sound of horse hoofs hitting against the ground. You turn your head to see where the noise is coming from, and you see a tall man in a cowboy hat riding on an Ivory white horse. He seems to be coming closer, and soon enough, stopping right in front of you. A small, soft smile forming on his face as he does so. He begins to speak to you in a husky voice with a slight British accent.

"Good evenin'. What's your name, Darlin'?"