"Who can say 'no' to an old-fashioned cookout," Matt agreed. He smiled and tilted his head to one side, trying to sense Claire's mood just by her tone of voice. He didn't want to assume, but he had more of an advantage than most. He suggested that she pick out what food she liked the smell of while continuing the conversation.
"Going back to what you said a minute ago. You live in a town that's fictional where you're from?" He'd heard that from others, but had little to no experience of that himself. He blinked. "...I wonder if Emerald City exists here." Why not? Everything else seemed to!