She couldn’t hold back her giggle at him, it was a genuine giggle which doesn’t happen too often to Olivia. She couldn’t help it either because she couldn’t envision him as a child. “A sheep huh? Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool? No sir, no sir but here’s a cowboy instead.” She teased him but felt her cheeks get warm at the embarrassing comment she made. She cleared her throat and sat up straighter “Mm, there’s your bull.” She pointed out, her eyes focused on the animal. She was raised with this lifestyle, so her interest in everything relating to ranch life was extremely high. Sometimes even some of her hands at the ranch would be irritated with her attention to every detail in the ranch.<br/><br/><br/>“Big motherfucker huh?” She said comfortably. She licked the corner of her lip as a thought ran through her mind again about how he was always in the finals but never owning a belt “Not one belt? Well, that ain’t right.” She scoffed finishing off her beer. She turned her seat to get a better view of him, as if committing his looks to memory. She glanced over at one of waiter present there, and waved them over “Can we get a bucket, please?” She asked politely and the man blushed slightly quietly responding “Yes ma”am?” It sounded more like a questions versus an actual statement but Olivia ignored it and just gave him a sweet smile as he walked away. “Would you get on one now? A bull? Or is domestication truly the kryptonite of a cowboy?” W small laugh escaping her lips at the thought.<br/><br/><br/>A small roar of cheering erupted at the same time the man dropped off their bucket with the extra beers. She reached over to grab another using the tables bottle opener to pop off the cap of it and take a swig of it “Congratulations, señor.” She said, rolling her r’s pretty well and winked over at him. She let him bask in his victory, enjoy that his bull was one of the best. The best was a blessing and a curse, especially with Olivia.<br/><br/><br/>“You have something I want.” She added, but now her face was stone cold. Her body had shifted now into a more seated up position, her shoulders pulled back as well. She held the bottle close to her lips; taking a small sip to then resume “I know you have other business to conduct, and that’s fine and dandy. But I need to tell you, unless you know a dear old friend who’s going to vouch for you; I think you’ll find it a little hard to conduct business anywhere in Texas.” She said with a small shrug “Or at least that’s what I’ve heard.” She added to it. Another moment of silence passed while she drank the rest of her beer, gently placing the bottle down on the table and now turned herself to face him completely. Her eyes had this glint in them similar to excitement, she lived for the ranch and all the things it brought to her.<br/><br/><br/>She took her hat off, letting her hair breathe some. She ran her fingers through the reddish brown hair to give it some volume but only to let it completely dry. “I don’t care what your business is,which is the best part about me. Well, beside my charming personality.” She winked at him with the joke and continued “I’ll make sure no one questions your background or even how you conduct your business but all I ask in return is courtesy of course. And I want that bull.” She pointed her beer down at the bull in a swift motion smirking softly. “Whatddaya say? You can even visit him on my ranch should you happen to miss him.”