She laughed a little, not loudly, a soft little laugh of amusement. "You seem a little surprised. You must really think highly of me then." She shrugged. "Not a lot of jobs you can get with my work history, I had to quit so much because my Dad kept moving us around but, I'm living with my other Dad, supposedly my real Dad by blood now, so, I'm hoping to get out of it and. .work. Really wory where guys don't grab up on you as much and a bonus isn't sitting in his lap and gyrating."
She smiled, nodding. "I know, I was just teasing you. You're a nice guy. I wouldn't think you'd pull something that low." She was thoughtful and the bartender gave her the funny eye, so she just flashed him her "ID" before he even asked. he didn't bother thoroughly looking to see if it was real. "Jeez, a beer is fine, whatever's on tap." She said with a nod, putting her elbows on the surface to prop her head into her hands. "So why did you become a rancher, Jack?"