[ her nose wrinkles in disgust at that first remark, because it brings on a whole slew of other icky things she could bring up but is choosing not to because did he just say chicago? he totally did! which was decidedly not in--norway or greenland or iceland or whichever land this stupid dimension was trying to rip-off with its lame mythology and who cared about the norse anyway? ]

California. Decidedly not "around here," or so I'm beginning to realize. [ she casts a leery glance around, then back at chris. begrudgingly, she rolls her eyes and slips her arms around his shoulders to look at least marginally less threatening, and also to keep their conversation a little less overheard. ] Please tell me it took more than a rollicking viking party with easy girls to convince you to go so totally native.