<strong>Roberto</strong><br/>(http://i37.tinypic.com/sde0eg.jpg)<br/>I gave the man a firm handshake.<strong>"Alfred! I laike eet, I maeeght even steeck a 'san' after eet. Please, cahll me Roberto. Can you play som futbol?"</strong><br/><br/>My attention drifted in seconds to Nakamura-san, who was still wincing from her<em>faux pas</em>.<em>Poor girl,</em>I thought,<em>that was a bit awkward. He's German, don't mention the war! And you know what they say about their sense of humour!</em><br/><br/><strong>"You all raeeght, Nakamura chica? Doun't be too upset, someone was goeeng to mencion eet  sooner or later! And you deedn't even hoeld a feenger horeezontally under your noz. Hang een zere,"</strong>I whispered to her with a toothy grin as the tram pulled up, ringing its bell charmingly.