"Cool. And you know what they say; truth is stranger than fiction." Some shit, you just couldn't make up.

Kavinsky stopped short when he saw the horse. He was only half listening to everything Eddie had to say, because horse. Despite living in the middle of fuck-all in Virginia, he'd never seen a horse--or chickens, or anything--in person before.

"Okay. I appreciate it. Thank you." It was all automatic and way more polite than he usually was. Blinking, he gestured to the horse. "Can I- do horses- is it alright if I pet her? ...And how would I go about that?"

Horses were big and he didn't want to spook her or get bitten or make her upset.