“Howdy, XO,” he drawled. The old west affectation common to everyone from the Mariner Valley annoyed Holden. There hadn’t been a cowboy on Earth in a hundred years, and Mars didn’t have a blade of grass that wasn’t under a dome, or a horse that wasn’t in a zoo. Mariner Valley had been settled by East Indians, Chinese, and a small contingent of Texans. Apparently, the drawl was viral. They all had it now. “How’s the old warhorse today?”
You put international researchers from different countries together, it doesn’t surprise me that it would blend together.
James S.A. Corey, Leviathan Wakes
An American, an Icelandic, a German, a Scotsman and a Welshman walk into Antarctica, and þú cannae verstehen the fuck unrhyw af Þeim sagen.