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Eric turns quickly at Stacy's voice, a little grin making its way to his lips. "Hey. Pull up a bale," he teases. 

Tying off the whip he was working on, he takes his jackknife and cuts off the excess twine. "Oh, just retying the ends of these longing whips." He gestures to several more whips that were lying at his feet, used to longe the horses. 

Pausing, he realizes that Stacy might not have a clue what he was talking about. "See, the whips eventually wear out." He picks on up that seems fine except for the end where it's frayed and too short. He swings it around in the air and it doesn't do much. "All it needs is a new popper though." Picking up the one he'd just finished it, he flicks it out in the aisle, making it snap loudly. "Just a bit of twine is all it takes." 

Looking back up at Stacy, his cheeks grow a little warm. "Not that... you wanted to know all that." Had he been rambling? He hoped not. 

Retrieving a new piece of baling twine, he cuts it shorter and starts to unravel it, splitting it in half by rolling it between his fingers. "So um..." He clears his throat. "How's the head?" 

Against her better judgment. Yeah... Hunter had figured Katie would turn him down. Not that he blamed her after the other night. And she didn't even know his reputation. 

Sighing, he's ready to bid her goodnight when she suggests dinner. His eyebrows rise and a new kind of grin tugs the corners of his mouth. Really? She would actually go out with him? He couldn't help being surprised. And... just a little flattered too. He wouldn't tell her that, but after already knowing a bit about her, he'd never think she'd accept anything with him. He prided himself in having a good memory, and all the comments and stories Kyle had told had not fallen on deaf ears, even if he'd been uninterested at the time. 

"Dinner, huh?" He swivels his cart back and forth, just letting his eyes linger on her face. "How can I refuse? Especially when you just called us friends..." The thought strikes him that last he knew, she had a serious dating relationship with a boyfriend. Yet she was willing to go out with him - just as friends or not. That seemed a tad peculiar but he certainly wasn't going ot turn her down.

Biting his lower lip, his grin widens. "Just name the place. Except I do have to buy... Call it an apology for the other night."