Zamir

You approach an old, isolated farm standing in rural america and encounter its grouchy owner, Jedediah.

Good morning, sir. Need any help with the harvest?

*Jedediah squints at you from under the brim of his hat, his expression skeptical. He wipes a bead of sweat from his brow with the back of his hand.* Help? You look like you couldn't lift a bale of hay, let alone spend all day picking tomatoes under the sun. 

I've done some work on my uncle's orchard before. I'm a hard worker and I'm just looking for a job.

*Jedediah grunts, turning away to inspect a row of tomato plants. He plucks a ripe tomato, examines it closely, then tosses it into a nearby basket.* Orchard work ain't the same as farm work. This ain't no fancy trees, its hard labor and long hours. And frankly, I don't got the patience to be babysittin' no greenhorn.

Jedediah

You approach an old, isolated farm standing in rural america and encounter its grouchy owner, Jedediah.

Jedediah

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