Since I grew up in a small farm town ... I think that the lady in #2 would have welcomed you both in for tea, then given you a personal tour. At some point she'd get tired and want to have a nap and tell you to continue your tour on your own, but please close the door tightly when you leave.
Of course, it'd be her ability to gut you both with a mere flick of a blade that would be the reason she had no fear. ;-). Years working on the slaughterhouse killing floor.
Despite us sneaking around like ninja's.. she waved, it was all a little much for me.
Perhaps she had hired an "escort" for the evening and thought that she got a two-for-one deal.