“Oh you just moved here? Where from?” I asked.
“Klamath Falls.”, the smaller one said.
“I was just there on a shoot in the Lava Beds!” I got a little too excited about this, probably fueled by the full Imperial pint flowing through my system at this point.
“I WORKED at the Lava Beds!” She was a bit excited too. And a bit slurry.
“Are you (forgot name due to pint)?! You had leg surgery!”
Happy drunk, ex-ranger showed me her leg that was bound in a cast.
I love our small state.
Although, admittedly, the Lava Beds are technically California. Close enough.