Cooper:You have no idea.
Sam:My rules still stand. No lips. No tomorrow.
Cooper:Whatever gets you on the plane.
Sam:I mean it, Cooper.
Cooper:Of course you do.
Winnie to Sam:Why are you sitting there with that silly-ass smile on your face?
Sam:No reason.
Winnie:If you weren’t on a call right now, I’d throttle you.
Sam:I know.
Winnie:Tell me what’s going on or I make no promises. Client or no client!
Sam:Cooper just texted, and I quote, “I’m not fucking sharing you with anyone.”
Winnie:Damn he’s good.
Winnie:There go my ovaries again.
Sam:OMFG WINNIE.
Sam:I just snorted in the middle of my boss’s presentation. This is why I never work from home. Go focus on yourself and stop making that face at me.
Winnie:What face?
Winnie:Okay, I’m going. I’m going. Stop throwing things at me.
Sam to Cooper:Did you remedy that unfortunate personal hygiene situation? I was sort of looking forward to all the fresh country air…
Cooper:Need a break from the city already?
Sam:What do you mean? I live for the smell of warm car exhaust in the morning.
Cooper:What about warm cow shit?
Sam:Damn. You really know how to turn a girl on.
Cooper:Kidding. My place is set away from the herd.
Sam:Your place? Interesting.
Sam:What sort of place are we talking? Shanty? Taj Mahal?
Cooper:I think I’d rather surprise you.
Sam:Don’t make me google you.
Cooper:Like you haven’t already.
Sam:Touché.
Sam:Information about the Kelley & Dunne Ranch is surprisingly sparse. I found some acreage estimates (yowzah) and some cattle industry facts, but hardly any photos. Yourwebsite could use some updating. Your Instagram too. How can I properly stalk you if you don’t provide me with any material?