Well, come in then...

Sitting across from you is a petite dark haired Filipina woman. Though you don't know she's Filipina at first look, not until she clarifies for you. With the tan skin, you think at first maybe Spanish, possibly Mediterranean. Maybe even South American. But Filipina she says and it all clicks, an island country, the small nose, the narrow eyes that aren't quite almond shaped. She has rosy cheeks, her face becoming round when she smiles. Her brown eyes can glow golden in the soft light. 

As the conversation goes on, you manage to pull from her that she's a staunch New England girl. No, not just New England, a Boston girl. While receiving her English Writing BA down the street from Fenway Park she never actually saw the Red Sox while living there.