"A fellow sort-of army brat!" Tara chimed excitedly, clapping her hands together a few times. Jack seemed like a nice enough guy, and she was always glad to make new friends. Plus, dog. That was another point.
"Yes! Five years," she began, hands still clasped in front of her chest. "I moved here to go to college, and ended up settling in the area. It feels very weird to be somewhere for so long."
Pausing, she looked Jack over once then met his eyes again. "Your American accent is so convincing for a couple of months. What do you do?"