Tonight's little conversation of win

Scene: Mostly empty restaurant, head cook(Zeke), bartender(Potts), line cook(Evan), waitress(Tara), pasta chef(myself) and two customers at the bar, mother and daughter, seated at the bar and talking over drinks.

Mothercustomer: "It's amazing how much you guys know about this area, are you all local?"

Zeke(headchef): "Fuck no, almost all of us are from out of the area. I'm from Iowa. Evan, he's from Milwaukee, Potts here is from Chicago, and Marusia over there is from Mars."

Me: "Oi!"

Zeke: "Okay, that's a lie, we don't know where the fuck she's from."

Me: "That's better. Mars. Honestly."

Tara, privately sometime later: "...how far away do you live?"

Me:"About ten miles away. Lived in this area most of my life."

Zeke: "You're still an odd one. Hell, I'm not even sure you're human."

Me:"I thank you for your compliment." :D

Zeke: "Seriously, someday people're going to study you and finally name your genus, or shit, probably name you an entirely new species."

Me: "They'll be going what the fuck, this chick has got ancient viking bits in her, how the fuck did that get in there. And what is the rest of this stuff??"

Zeke: "Exactly."