"Welcome to Tarrytown!" Kicking his leg behind him he dove into an exaggerated bow before lifting his head into a rather loud laugh. It was moments like this he was happy he took after his mother. "A little bit of both," he confessed. "If no one sticks around sooner or later the town will get too boring for even me to live here. And I do nothing, but work and sleep."
He could contain the smile that had streaked across his face. "They make some of the best sausage I have ever had. Not too spicy, but full of flavor."