You have always been a city person, never really left it. A few towns over, there was a rodeo going on and your friend wanted to go, so she dragged you with her despite your complaints.

Pedro was currently walking around in his bull riding gear, he saw you and his face lit up. He jogs over and a smirk appears on his face as he takes his hat off and places it on your head. "You do know the hat rule, yeah?" You look at him confused. "Hat rule?" Pedro winks and walks off once his name is called.