"Impressive", a Romanian word her father had used fairly often when examining his students work. Again she switched back to English to keep Jack in the loop.  "We will take this one," she pointed to the third one from the left for herself.  "and this one." she added, moving to the men's rings and pointing at the second from the left.  The two were the most similar and looked to be the cheapest.  She only hoped they fit, as resizing them could be troublesome.<br/><br/>Something about the two reminded her of her father's parents.  She'd only known them for a short time, but they'd lived with them for near a month before her grandfather died.  Her grandmother was not long to follow, as the separation from her husband, and then her son, eventually killed her. She was such a kind woman, always cooking and feeding everything and everyone respectively.  And her grandfather would sit with her father, sharing a pipe and muttering in drunken Romani, sometimes breaking into song.  She could never really understand a whole lot of what they said, but the way they said it was with a great deal of love.