Whitewater Gorge the salesman's like what up,

morningside. tegan had neeeeevver heard of that before-- but that wasn't surprising. "red hawk caldera-- it's real cool there. where's morningside?" he asked her, actually genuinely curious. he bet it was somewhere pretty-- honestly, the name was sort of soothing. he didn't mention that though.

ravine? what did this girl know about ravines? it sounded like a fancy word for buttcrack to him. "fine, fine," tegan said, reassuring her that he wouldn't try to help her get around. it seemed like a lotta walking though. "you know a lot about this buttcrack," he then said with curiosity, coming off a little mean maybe(just cause that's how he was, but he was genuinely interested in it), "who taught you about it?"