Her laugh made him smile, still leaning on the doorway as he watched her. She was an odd one to say the very least, but he'd seen women like her before, though not for a long time, and he knew her story, or one similar at least. And at times? He was sympathetic. "Glad to hear it. Always good to be the same page as someone else."
"Born and raised," he agreed with a nod. "Though the way I hear it, the she-devils are all in Jersey, hence why no one wants to go there." He spoke of the city just as fondly, though despite the comment, he knew what a bitch his hometown could be.