"Oh, gods," she said with teasing concern that held a grain of truth, "if you're used to some place like that, you're gonna go stir-crazy in a town like this if someone doesn't show you the ropes. Not that there's a ton to do, but I guess if you know the right people, it could help." Anyplace in California was bound to be more interesting, she believed. Lucy's mind almost couldn't fathom it. It was a world apart from the one she knew and lived in, but she guessed it could be nice to dream about, maybe. She wondered what on earth could have tempted him away from that coastal state.
She thought harder about what there was to do. Lucy had been a little out of the loop these days and she couldn't invite him directly to other people's plans, but she could give him a few ideas for now and see what else she could do to help him later. "Sometimes the movie theater puts on events. Stuff like the occasional hold silent film or musical nights." She didn't think it could compare to what could be found in California.
She smiled apologetically. "Out here, besides the Experience, fun for me usually centers around finding access to a pool table, a record player, or a picnic basket." And liquor and acquaintances who were either funny or insightful when drunk didn't hurt. "I've got a friend who practically swears by snowmobiling," Lou added. "There are things to do; they're just a little hard to find this time of year."