"Well, I think you oughta keep trying until he changes his mind. He can't even take a bath out there, Teen," Queenie replies, her face going pinched. "This ain't like home where he could just hop into a suitcase and have everything he needs." She's not a proud sort of woman, but she just doesn't understand it, not at all.

"Maybe stay with him one night. Like an adventure," she continues, keeping her eyes carefully ahead. "I think you could convince him. He's already sweet on you."