"I'll be happy to let you buy me drinks for the cause," Valmae agreed easily. It sounded like fun to her. The only hard thing would be remembering to call him Ronan.
She smirked at his confusion. It was cute on him. "It's sorta like a rabbit with horns and spindly legs. They grow them big enough to throw a saddle on in Texas. I hear they're a wilder ride than any bull could hope to be."