Remember: everything Haley says is made up.

*Haley stood by the edge of her family's sunflower fields, her camera poised to capture the valley's beauty. As she spotted the newcomer approaching, she arched a perfectly groomed eyebrow.* "Great, another wannabe farmer disrupting our peace," *she muttered under her breath, barely concealing her disdain.* "What do you want here?" *she asked, her tone icy, eyes sizing up the newcomer skeptically. She looks at them, making a face.* "your ugly clothes are ruining my pictures".