Her shadowed partner remaining behind on the farmhouse porch, one of the figures walks carefully toward your car, stepping into the light of the head-beams to reveal herself as a pony-tailed blonde, dressed the farm-girl part in an embroidered top under cotton plaid with light blue jeans. She offers a comfortable smile and steady gaze as she waits on you to roll down your window.
"Help you?" she opens, friendly enough, though clearly uncertain of you.
"Maybe," you manage to answer, struggling as you are to not seem startled and confused by the human presence on the farm. "I think I might be lost."
"You might be, way out as we are, huh?" she answers, leaning in against the roof of the car, her eyes scanning over the interior. "These back roads can be confusing, can't they? Just one wrong turn and here you are."