"Ye know me da'?" Noah blurted out, without waiting for Quentin to finish speaking. Oh man, this was embarrassing. He turned red and looked away, his fingers unraveling the threads of the serviette. Then he realized what he was doing, and quickly pushed the damaged bit underneath the rest of the serviette, hoping Quentin hadn't notice his little act of vandalization. "Well, I saw an advert... Mr. Meijer lookin' for a farm hand. And I thought to meself, I might try farmin' because I like bein' outside of town in the country, and I won't have to work for anyone once I'm a farmer, so they can't sack me and..." Alice was married to a farmer. "It sounds good 'n' all."