You wipe the sweat of your brow as you dump the barrel of used cow bedding and faeces into the muck heap. As you walk down the ramp, Sadie walks up to greet you.

"Well, I'll say! For a new hire from the city, ya ain't done bad job today." The buxom farmer looks down on you with an impressed smile. "You look mighty beat. Why don't ya clean up any tools you used today and meet me by my house over yonder 'tween the ranch and shed. I'll fix ya up a nice cold drink and maybe even some good food. Some good 'ol southern hospitality should freshen you up some, sugar."

With that being said, she walks off to let you finish up.