[Small-but-deadly! don't Greek in-joke me on CHICKEN SMOOTHIE!!!!!]
Perry just sat and watched the madness unfold as dozens of words buzzed round his head, angry and beautiful and delicious and scary, leaving him very confused. He just wanted to start a conversation, and that Landon guy was kind of intimidating. He turned to the girl with the ginger curls. "Hi, do you have any idea what on earth they're going on about?" He asked weakly.
Amelia turned to hear the boy near her ask her a question. "다시 말해 주시겠어요? 당신이 하는 말을 듣지 못했어요. Oh! sorry! that was - sorry, I didn't hear you. Its hard not to get into the flow of speaking other languages when people are all round you. Sammi especially sorry. Arabic and french are the only languages I know. Its a religious thing my dad insisted on. Sorry!" She grinned at them, grimacing inwardly at slipping there. Arabic just seemed... smother to her. Her parents wouldn't listen if she spoke in english. Only French or Arabic. Before... 'shut up' she scolded herself suddenly.




