Moss Green is about the worst name for somebody ever. He doesn't look Native American, so I'm guessing that he's just some crusty hippie Cherry found at a music festival who is going to be payed in peyote or some such hallucinogenic.
Kelly is having hormonal problems, as she flips from excited to apprehensive to horny in the span of three seconds. I don't blame her for being worried though, because if Cherry's idea of getting ready for a trip to the mountains is kicking a horse in the side, who knows what other "expertise" Mark has passed on to her?
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