“I see. I'm from New Zealand and I was... moved here last year. On a boat. Yes.” It sounded plausible and was the truth, in a way. “I've never been to America before. Have you?” He still couldn't place her accent. “Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?”
He had another bite of his gyro and watched her while he chewed. He thought she was pretty and seemed nice. If he broached the topic of seeing her move the stones, it would be after they had finished eating. Stress was bad for the digestion and it might be a stressful topic.