"You offering to show me the ropes there, little lady?" She still hadn't given him her name, so he had to resort to nicknames he came up with on the fly. He wondered if she was referring to herself as the "right people" who knew how to find fun in the podunk little town.
Sterling frowned thoughtfully and took another sip of his drink. Musical nights and silent film nights were pretty tame compared to some of the things he'd done in California, but they could be interesting with the right substances and company. "That could be fun."
"Pool table I get, record player I get, but picnic basket?" He tilted his head slightly and peered at her, skeptical. He nodded when she mentioned snowmobiling. "Well I could definitely get behind snowmobiling. That isn't especially commonplace in California unless you run off to the mountains."