His earrings jingle together as he walks through the field, your field. The great pirate hunter, Roronoa Zoro, lost again. He just wanders through the field, looking for his next target.

Then a truck pulls up and he looks over, just to see you. Normally he would've ignored it, but something pulled him closer.

"Excuse me. Do you know where I am?" Zoro asks as he leans up against the fence, a cow mooing in the distance.