Where had she been traveling? Oh, she'd been coming off as so normal, too! "Oh, here and there," she replied with a careless wave of her hand. "I've been to New York. Most recently I was in Norway, though." Which was mostly the truth. Just Norway in another dimension. In another time. Details.
She pulled herself up less than gracefully on the countertop next to the microwave so she could give a demonstration, but her face was still stern. "Sometime recently, the sixties possibly or a little later, they discovered tobacco products have terrible things in them. Like, carcinogens, things that will give you deadly kinds of cancer. Not a pleasant way to die. That includes the chewing kind, too." She didn't know for sure if he was a chewer, but better to be safe. "I mean, hey, if you want, it's entirely up to you. But not here where others can breathe it in."
Kicking her feet lightly against the cabinets, Rose gave a little shrug. "You don't have to join the fighting, you know. But I would recommend some self-defense classes. Just to keep you safe."
"Right, though. The microwave, your new best friend. If there's a meal you like but don't want to go through putting it in the oven and potentially burning down the building, you use this guy here. You put it in, push the button for how long you want to cook it-and it doesn't take very long, either-and tada! Warm food."