Dede la Frite, Paryż, noc. (Rzecz dzieje się po angielsku, bo bohaterka nie zna francuskiego)
- Hi, I would like some French beer.
(Barman wytrzeszcza oczy)
- French beer? Are you kidding me? Did they not tell you the French do not make beer?
- Fine. Any beer will do.
(nalewa belgijskie)
- And also, some cheese please.
- What kind of cheese?
- Any cheese is fine.
(Barman jeszcze bardziej wytrzeszcza oczy)
- ANY cheese?! Did they not tell you the French make 300 kinds of cheese???
[Well, they kind of told me, but I can't help not to give a damn.]
- Hi, I would like some French beer.
(Barman wytrzeszcza oczy)
- French beer? Are you kidding me? Did they not tell you the French do not make beer?
- Fine. Any beer will do.
(nalewa belgijskie)
- And also, some cheese please.
- What kind of cheese?
- Any cheese is fine.
(Barman jeszcze bardziej wytrzeszcza oczy)
- ANY cheese?! Did they not tell you the French make 300 kinds of cheese???
[Well, they kind of told me, but I can't help not to give a damn.]
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