"I think I'll stay," you tell Bessie. She seems to get happier.
"Really?" she asks. "Why?" You tell her that you kind of... like her, actually. She seems like a nice enough person.
"Thank you," she says gratefully. "I don't know where you'll stay, though. I only have rooms for myself, the babies, and Heidi and Clara (Heidi and Clara must be the two cow-girls). Where do you want to stay?"