She'll follow scent the trail to small clearing about a mile and half from the school. She'll see the campfire from a ways off, and smell the hot dogs roasting as she comes upon Joey, sitting on a log of sorts. Behind him, a tent has been set up.
"Stop right there, Rose." Joey requests when she would get close enough to the fire. Several seconds pass in silence, before the flame blazes slightly brighter, and Joey's head immediately turns to look directly at her, though he is still wearing his shades.
"Yeah...just like I thought. I can see you." he says, a bit of relief in his voice.
"Happy birthday, my Wild Girl." he says.
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