Show Jumper? Ballet? Raylan glanced between them, making mental notes to ask about the ballet when he could before his attention was pulled back towards Jessica.

"My father, actually. He... inspired me to it. No history, I'm the first of my family to be something worth something." Arlo would be proud to be spoken of as such, even if it was in such and underhanded way.

"I think he could have learned much from someone like you. Forgive me my ignorance, but what the hell is a show jumper?"