“Yes, hi.” She offered a hand. “You think it’s bad here? It’s even worse back home. When the office offered me the chance to move I jumped at it.”
“Yeah?” He questioned, grabbing her hand and shaking it quickly, before he dropped it with another smile. “Where you from, then?”
“How’s it referred to here? The colonies?” She grinned, teasing. “I am from the States. North Carolina.” Deliberately, she altered her mild accent into a heavy drawl. “I’m ral pleased ter meet’chall.”