[Jack smiled softly, listening intently to the story, looking genuinely sympathetic at the appropriate moments.]
Hmm. Scenery sounds nice... But, judgin' people cuz they differen'? Tha's terrible. Can't imagine what that would be like.
[As he felt Madelyne's foot against his leg, the smile returned to his face. He liked where this was going.]
There ain't a lot nat'rl left on my world, really. Long time ago, like... cent'ries before, there was some nat'rl disaster. Waters rose an' covered most o' th'land. So, anythin' left that is nat'rl like forests an' stuff, all have cities built round, in or above them. An' in my world, people couldn' be more differen'. We made contact with other worlds... Aliens, you'd call 'em. I's so... [What's the right word?] ... Diverse. Ain't nobody judge anyone.
[He peered at the menu intermittently during his story.]