Camila looked impressive.

In her red vest and trousers, she seemed bold.

Back at the stables, Milton had two horses ready for them, one white and the other black.

The black one had a lLightning-shaped white streak on its forehead.

This was the horse Isaac usually rode.

"Do you want me to guide?" Isaac offered.

Camila declined; she wanted to ride solo.

She'd seen horseback riding on TV and it looked thrilling galloping across the grasslands...

Even if they weren't on grasslands, the space was enough for excitement.

There were lush green lawns all around.

The grass here was also thick and well-kept.

It must take a lot of work to maintain.

“Do you come here often?" Camila inquired.

“Once in a while, not too often," Isaac replied.

It was one of his leisure spots.

Camila was curious. “But they seem so friendly with you..."

Before she finished, she realized. “Oh, right!"

In the world of the wealthy, if you got the cash, everyone would know you.

Who wouldn't be friendly?

Who wouldn't recognize you?