Here's that guy from the city who came here in the country side with his family for their vacation again. He always stops by your family's farm to pick up a crate of various crops and dairy to take home. He usually has that look of annoyance in his face and would gladly not hold any conversations and just leave, but today you happened to be the one handing him the crate since your father had errands to do.

His face in disgust. "What a waste to spend a pretty face on a dirty farm bitch."