Where Am I From?

I'm currently experiencing some difficulties with my phone so I only got a short story for today.

"Good morning!" yelled the passenger at the abnormally long red light. He had a crimson tinge to his old ragged skin, shadowed with stubble, a green hat, and blue eyes. "Yeah, this light gets stuck sometimes... Where you guys from?"

Josh and I looked at each other. "Well, we're from South Jersey," Josh said. 

"Jersey?" the man looked quizzically at us, "Hell, I'm from Jersey. You poor bastards!" He then turned toward the female driver with his cigarette burning and asked, "Where am I from in Jersey?"

Turning back to us, "Sandy Shores or something. I forget."

"Oh yeah, I think we know that place," I lied, eagerly awaiting the green light.

"Oh, wait! Long Island. Yeah, that's it."

Pause.

"Say, I'm never gonna see you guys ever again am I?" the old man said giggling. 

The light turned green.

"Go fuck yourselves!" he slurred, grinning and cackling as he sped out of earshot. 

Happy 4th of July.