She scoops up a bite of melty ice cream, pondering over the question as she eats.

"Well. I ain't sure what you usually do on a quiet night, but I'm thinkin' popcorn an' moo-vees, maybe fixin' somethin' daring in the kitchens, or puttin' some coin in the jukebox. I go for a ride when I'm feelin' restless, but I ain't sure how y'feel 'bout horses."