"Oooh," Mabel nodded with sudden understanding as he confirmed her suspicions, New York definitely one of the places she'd heard about and his attitude fit with a certain elitist stereotype she had learned to associate with the city. "I hear that's where all the men go to get gay married," and she gave Mitch an appraising look, figuring that explained the clothing, the cat, the pink microwave, and his concern with her makeup. She'd never met a gay man before, but she supposed he was alright.
"Carbon, Iowa," and with a population of just around 30, she didn't have to ask to confirm he never heard of it. It wasn't a place with anything particularly newsworthy going on, and even the state itself only seemed to get any attention once every four years with the caucuses. "I'm heading down to Florida for the beaches. Just gotta get my map figured out," she admitted, wondering if she could find a more updated one somewhere in the store.