Originally Posted by Abigail Kaufman

Ah yes, the custom of bowing. Abigail had had to go through intensive bowing training in her youth before her first official visit to Asia. She had been a nervous wreck then and to this day STILL did not know the difference between the different angles of bowing. This was why she was pleased as a peach that the handshake was a universal sign of respect. On other occasions, she took more of the monkey-see-monkey-do approach and tried to copy whatever the other did.

"Ah yes, another fine trait," she nodded. "I do wish that my son had been a bit more studious in his youth, a poor habit that I am afraid has rubbed off on my grandson." Perhaps it was simply a boy thing? Her husband had been rather studious, however. It was his mind that had attracted her at first. "Do you have any children of your own?"

Finishing off the rest of her bubbly, Abigail looked for a place to put her empty glass. Where had that waiter gone to? She wanted another of this delicious champagne. "I did have the pleasure once," she answered, still looking for the waiter carrying the bubbly delights. "Afraid I was not able to see very much do to it being a business trip. Seoul was quite a fascinating city, especially since I visited there when I was much younger. Afraid that my old bones might bit overwhelmed with such a fast paced place now."