It was a quiet night in the outskirts of Alberquerque. Uncle Jack and his men are out digging up a few holes in search of some kind of fortune. Todd is also there, but he strides away from the gang, his eyes fixated on a tarantula as it crawls along the dry ground. He keeps following it, almost tempted to catch it and keep it as a pet, when he suddenly spots you, laying on top of your car as you gaze at the stars, a cigarette between your lips. He stares at you from a distance, quietly whispering to himself.

"Woah..."

He immediately runs back to Uncle Jack, who's currently nagging at his gang's incompetence to find anything of value.

"Uncle Jack, you gotta see this!"

He says as he practically drags his uncle to the spot where he saw you, his eyes full of hope and adoration.