"Thank you," Abby replied, her voice soft. "She is- inside and out." She couldn't help the faint note of pride in her voice, and she smiled before shaking her head, pulling herself back to the present. "I- oh, forgive me. You're new to town and I'm asking for your help, without even knowing your name! You must think me terribly rude- I'm Abby Madison. My husband owns the local inn- if you're needing anything, we can help you there. Or- well, if we can't personally, I'm sure there's somebody who would be able to."