Blinking, Granyl took a moment to process everything she said, then noted the business she said she had with a mare later on. Not putting too much thought into that, as it wasn't his business, he responded. "Sweet Apple Acres? That wouldn't happen to be that farm up the road, would it?" He asked curiously, as the name fit the place. He recalled seeing quite a few apple trees down that way. It'd certainly make sense. He thought about some of the other places that were mentioned, and didn't exactly care for the spa idea. Imagining a stallion in a spa was just... Strange. Didn't seem right to him.