Peter tensed but tried to remain civil. "I'm sorry, she's not for sale if that's what you're here for"

"Wwhat?! You thought I would buy your own horse from you?!" she gave him a look like he had gone mad.

"I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions" Peter blushed, hoping he hadn't ruined everything again.

"It's fine we both haven't had the right minds lately" she muttered and sighed.

Peter looked at her curiously. "Is something wrong?" He whispered, although he doubted she'd admit if there was.

"Ya very much" she still didn't look at him.

Peter frowned with concern. He hesitantly reached for Jules' hand.

She grabbed it, "I wish I could nap" she smiled weakly at her comment.

Peter smiled as they held hands but her tiredness worried him a little, up to now she definitely hadn't seemed keen on resting. "Why don't you?" He murmured.

"I can't I have to go drive back to the show, pack up, load all my stuff and drive home then unload and unpack"she closed her eyes and yawned.