"oh...." Kitt looked uncomfortable..... "uh.... should be good then i suppose
....... and im fine just with popcorn..." walking up the the guy selling pop-corn he pulled his favourite trick, using his thick eastern european accent to make it seem truthfull he pretended he knew almsot no english...
"yes, i would like to buy dog.... no, i no speak good english... i from russia and i want buy dog"
He sniggered, watching the infuriated fur behind the desk....
"i can kick you out... i know you speak english!"
"no... i no speak english... i from russia..."
"stoppit!"