Rosco blinks at her description of polecats, his lips pursed in disbelief, his eyes wide.

"If you ever meet a couple of fellas named Bo and Luke Duke, please don't ever mention that to them! That's a heckuva way to fight. I bet it'd be pretty to watch though. Like acrobats!"

Rosco isn't sure what to say to that. He's impressed she can knit, but it seems kinda rude to say so. He just nods.

"Well, not everyone likes that sorta thing. Mama tried to teach Lulu needlepoint, but Lulu hated it. She said she'd rather sew herself in a sack and fall into a river, than waste her time that way."