She was about to ask where Nova Scotia was, when he clarified. Canada. All she knew about Canada was that they had moose. Mooses? "I'm from here, yeah. Born and raised in New York. No family or anything, but I'm not worried about it. I get on just fine," she said, sliding a menu from behind the sugar jar and passing it over to him.
What can I get you? a voice sounded. The waiter.
"I'll have a coffee. Black. And a water. Thanks," she said, looking over to Lucien expectantly.