Wow, the switch is uncanny. But it brings on a chagrined kind of guilty grin. She's not wrong that some Americans are as described, but she must have never made it far enough south to run into real southern hospitality.

Max props his hands on his hips, "Now wait just a minute," his accent changes too, leaning into the twang, "I've never let a person leave my house unfed in my life, and neither did my dad. Maybe some of us have forgotten our manners but not the Lewis Family," hm, didn't he say his name was Max? Funny how that just keeps happening.

"Oh, sorry. Lewis used to be my last name before the change. You know how it is." He gives her a very pointed look. Her secret is safe with him if she wants it to be.