Tasia stared the man down, straight in the eye with her harsh Russian glare. "You shouldn't talk to a celebrity like dat" She snarled. "If you knew who I vas, you vould nevar talk to me like dis" she continued. She hated being spoken to rudely, especially by an American. Russia, though it was currently being run by a family of lunatics, was still the Mother Land and would always be her true home. By nature, she had always been loyal to her country and would protect it from stupid tourists or immigrants who threatened their intense superiority. However, in this case..she couldn't protect her country any longer. But that did not mean she would be antagonized by some American man.