The accents amuse me. The prospect of a Maryland hillbilly-ette conversing with some New England yankees.
I’m mostly accent deprived. Only trace of one is that I sometimes say “out” in a fashion that has people asking if I’m Canadian. It’s some Tidewater remnant I acquired in Virginia as a boy.
I love it. I also love quaint and regional colloquialisms. For example, in parts of Pennsylvania, before company comes, one might “redd up” the room.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pennsylvania_Dutch_English