Kanami involuntarily jumped a bit as a loud bark was suddenly heard and a moment later, a large, white dog ran up to her. She was not afraid though. He seemed rather friendly and his tail was wagging, so he was probably just excited and not dangerous. He was a rather big dog though, Kanami hadn't expected that. And then she slapped herself mentally. Of course, if he was to help on a farm, he naturally had to be somewhat larger than the average city dog. "What a good boy... you must be Raiga, right?", she asked the animal helper of this farm.<br/><br/>Her hand reached out and she patted the dogs head. Then, forgetting a bit where she was and where she was expected, she stroked his fur a bit. For a farm dog, he was really clean and his fur was nearly immaculate. "Nice to meet you. I'm Kanami.", Kanami introduced herself to the dog as she continued to pat the dog. She was enjoying it, having such friendly encounters on the farm.<br/><br/><em><strong>"Raiga! Don't annoy our guests. Go in the house, Mistress Amy is in there! Go on!"</strong></em><br/><br/>The voice of the farm hand called over to them. That brought Kanami back to the there and then. Giving Raiga a last pat on the head, she parted ways with him."Sorry, I gotta go. I'll play with you later, Raiga.", she promised the dog with a smile. It didn't even matter if he could understand her, but she knew that animals and dogs especially were very sensitive to the tone of ones words.<br/><br/>Leaving him behind, Kanami skidded towards the door and opened it. Entering the house, she bowed a bit before stepping inside. There, she already saw Ms. Andrews waiting for her, sitting on a chair. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting, Ms. Andrews. You wanted to talk to me?", she excused herself as she looked around the room. It was quite nice, she had to admit. Oh, this was getting better and better.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was showing that Mark was not quite happy with the prospect of staying here in the middle of nowhere, even if the houses seemed nice enough. But even so, could he argue against the two women as they kept on trying to persuade him to stay? After all, Rio said that the car was being taken care of...<br/><br/>Eventually as she was talking though, Mark couldn't help himself anymore as his head eventually dropped an inch or so and he didn't exactly held any eye contact with the young farmhand anymore. Man, she did have a nice chest, and it really showed in that kind of shirt. If she would wear this kind of outfit every day, then maybe the countryside wasn't as bad as he thought... especially since he hadn't seen a single man. Secretly, Mark was beginning to wonder if this was a dream or heaven on earth. A personal heaven for him.