Oh, I never flatter. I only speak the plain and obvious truths that are in front of me.

( It's not exactly a lie. Chloe is always ready with a complimentary word but rarely are they empty. She could be the poster child for I Mean Well.

There's thoughtful nodding at the sex-on-the-beach remark. )

They could possibly be more fun. No sand in awkward places or very unfortunate encounters with a crab's pincers.

( This would be Chloe's attempt at A Joke. Her success rate in this area, as determined by herself, is... not high. But she tries. Sometimes. )

Michigan, that's correct.

( She takes one of the glasses and takes the liberty of clinking it against Saxsice's. )

Really? What's not to like about Idaho?