Mindy couldn't help but like his: she had never so much as had a doll when she was young(er), and the only way she would have felt comfortable with hair was Ruff's anyway. She didn't know why, but it made her feel like, maybe one day, she might be maternal and not cold and unfeeling, where she usually felt herself steering.

"Oh shut up man," she said, shoving Ruffnut. "I wouldn't have cared if you dated some viking back then! What do I look like? But I'll tell you what: if that's what a viking date is like, then we should do all of that. So what, hiking first, then Tavern and then swimming? Sounds fine with me."

She'd have to change into boots though.