Ooooh. Glare much? She thought, inwardly rolling her eyes, and he was being so rude, she was only trying to make polite coversation, seeing as she'd taken his chair, it was what she was taught, but nooo the weird man couldn't be nice. Oh well the accent was a bit of a hint she nodded, sarcasm escaping into her tone, if he was going to do it, she'd do it back. Though if she had her old plummy accent it really wouldn't of work. As it was, it did.

I've been to Russia...I think she said slowly, tipping her head to the side as she thought, it was Russia or was it the Greenland?, she wasn't sure, Siberia she nodded again, pausing, it was cold. She smiled at him, so where are you from? The Oxford girl asked