"English?" The Amazon cocked his head. It wasn't as if he didn't know any English, as keywords and phrases peppered the every day conversations in Chinese or Japanese; he just didn't think he could hold anything remotely similiar to a coherent conversation in the language. Then again, he was pretty good at teaching himself new languages...

He smiled back at Vlad. This man was so nice and friendly! Mousse could already tell he was the kind of guy you could count on when things got bad. He wished he DID follow American football, so they could gush over a topic of common interest, but he admitted, "I know of American football, but I'm afraid I don't know anything about it."