Maybe

Before you set up for the meeting, you decide to actually meet the farmer first. He might not remember you, but it would be a good idea to make preparations. You tell him your a collage student and that you are doing research on some of the cows that stay on his land. That isn't strictly untrue. He's a bit too out of it to realize that you are basically asking for free reign of his farm, but he agrees to "whatever it is you want young man". That doesn't exactly remove the risk of farmhands stumbling on your endevour, but a thin shield is better then no shield at all.

The timing works out nicely, because when you return to the corner of the farm you specified, you see a hot pink Hyundai bumping up and down on the gravel path beneath the hill you're on top of. Yeah, that's probably her. You wave to the car from the top of the hill. You don't have the backpack with you, you have other plans for it.

The car stops near the base of the hill, and you wait. The door on the passenger side opens, and a girl out. Specifically, not the Asian girl whose backpack you found in the first place. No, this girl is red headed and freckled, with the build and eye catching bust of an Irish bar maid. She is wearing a pair of jeans that fit snuggly and a top that leaves her tits fighting for oxygen. You raise an eyebrow but don't move from where you are sitting. After a short walk up, she puts her hands on her knees, somewhat out of breath.

"Hey, there," she gives a wave. "You're the guy who put the drawing on the door of my apartment?"