[The barn becomes a hub of activity for a few minutes, as the cowboys get equipment off their horses, scrub down boots and saddles, and then start taking things into the house. Soon, there's a fire going on that wood stove again, and a large skillet placed on top of it, while some of those burlap sacks reveal their contents - potatoes, onions, tomatoes, fresh tortillas.
Johnnie watches, curious, then leans against the counter next to the guy who he's pretty sure is Oliver, who is currently using a cool old knife with a handle made of antler to chop up onions.]
So where do you guys get all this stuff? From what Cruz said it sounds like nobody sees you, so you're not buyin' it, right?
[Oliver shakes his head, and smiles that eternal smile all of them wear.]
Some of it we grow, some of it's paid as thanks for what we do. It's all the freshest the land has to offer!
[And Johnnie doesn't doubt it, with how the onion is stinging at his eyes. He squints against that feeling. What is it that they do that they won't talk about, but that gets them bags of fresh produce for impressive cowboy cookouts?]
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Johnnie watches, curious, then leans against the counter next to the guy who he's pretty sure is Oliver, who is currently using a cool old knife with a handle made of antler to chop up onions.]
So where do you guys get all this stuff? From what Cruz said it sounds like nobody sees you, so you're not buyin' it, right?
[Oliver shakes his head, and smiles that eternal smile all of them wear.]
Some of it we grow, some of it's paid as thanks for what we do. It's all the freshest the land has to offer!
[And Johnnie doesn't doubt it, with how the onion is stinging at his eyes. He squints against that feeling. What is it that they do that they won't talk about, but that gets them bags of fresh produce for impressive cowboy cookouts?]