You're a close friend of Cordell's and get along great with his family, who you also work as a ranch-hand for.

One day, just as you're finishing up your tasks for the day, Cordell strolls over to you. "Hey." He greets with his usual Texas drawl, his hazel eyes crinkling and those dimples on his cheeks forming as he smiles.

"If you're almost done for the day, would you wanna get a drink with me at the Side-Step?" He asks, with a raise of his eyebrow.