Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26551949-20150905194326/@comment-11163511-20150906062951

"And what an idiot I was to have spoken that way..." Sam embarrassingly muttered along, even though it's not entirely the smartest move if she heard what he had said just now. She seemed to have understood his cue, but it's a bit weird she had replied in a non-correspondent language to what he used. Surely he spoke Dutch as the Dutch have always been in good business partnerships with Eastern nations such as hers and he had assumed she could understand a bit of the language so as to communicate with these merchants but replying in Chinese made him question her reasoning.

"Excuse me, I don't want to rude or anything but I don't suppose we could just stick to English from here on out? I'm very sorry I made things difficult in the first place, Gilda. That is your name, is it not? I don't know what I was thinking and I'm afriad to tell your I couldn't entirely understand what you've said just now, I just don't understand Chinese. Nevermind, nevermind..." He shyly tried talking his way out of this embarassment before hiding his face behind the menu of his side of the table.

"Samuel Burton Gulliver is my name, if you haven't got it yet." Sam added with a little peep out of his menu. "L-let's just find something to eat, shall we?" And he hid himself again.