"Well," Amanda began with a giggle to her voice. "Good thing we have a meal to share your story with." A nod rose and fell her head as they walked out of the park and into the town. The sun shined down on the streets and gave them a calm and relaxing feel. Nothing about this town reminded her of L.A. and for that she was completely grateful. 

It was in the mists of her day dreaming that she realized he had asked he had asked her a question. "Oh me?" Surprised that he would ask about her she lifted her small shoulders in a shrug. "I was born and raised in L.A. Certainly not somewhere I wanted to live the rest of my life. The air is horrible, a good amount of people are rude and most of the food is all healthy vegan stuff unless you want to pay fifty dollars for a piece of meat the size of my palm." At that she showed him the size of her palm.

Despite the rather big presence that she gave off, Amanda was surprisingly small. Her hands danty and delicate with velvet soft looking skin. Not to mention she stopped at Winstin's shoulders when it came to height, she was small but boy she gave off the sense of an undeniably big personality. "It's so nice to be somewhere with a lot less---" Her hand closed and fell to her side as her brown scrunched together looking for the proper wording. "Hoopla." She said with a nod as they entered Main Street and found the diner. "Do they say 'hoopla' around here?" Her questioning gaze moved to him as if seeking the answers on his face.