I am surprised you made it.
I told you I would. I never break my promises.
Your horse doesn't seem to be doing to well.
You noticed? She passed away as I made it to the beach. I worked her far too hard.
She throw you off?
How'd you know?
Besides the fact that you're still covered in sand? Lucky guess.
Smart ass.
You ready to go?
Sure, where are we going to first?
Anywhere you want, my dear.
Lets go to Europe, work our way across it.
We better get going then.
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