Most Awkward Conversation. Ever.

I was feeling a little down towards the end of this week missing Montana. But Saturday night changed my mood completely, thanks to the fabulous exchange students. We went to a pre-party, I yelled at Ian for telling Christoph he wants a highschool girl which led to everyone getting involved (of coarse, this was all in good fun),  and me and my classy self walked around with my bottle of Cotes du Rhone. We went to a club called Senssi, which I was pleasantly surprised by it! Probably because the huge group of people were the only ones dancing, but who cares. And Senssi actually has cheap drinks. Ian and I met a Finnish guy who studied int he U.S., he bought us a shot of some minty crap but we smiled when it went down to not only destroy our livers but our tastebuds for the rest of the night. It was practically a shot of Listerine; YUM. Regardless of the highschool girl fight and mint-shit shot the night was definitely a success.

Sunday comes. I decide I should do a little homework for my classes I don't care about. Erin (Note: Erin is also American) and I find a cute coffee shop, get situated and do more chatting than homework. Going to coffeeshops with a friend to do homework never actually works. We then go to one of the big stores, Sokos, to look around a bit. Don't forget this part: we were in the womens' hair styling section. Two men walk up to us. They're both dressed completely in black, one in a long trench coat. One has longer hair than me and round glasses. He. Was. So. Creepy. The other guy has black hair slicked back, also so creepy. Although his red Converse shoes made me like him more. This is how the conversation goes:

Creepy Guys: Hi, are you ladies exchange students?
Us: Uhh, yeah.
Creepy Guys: Oh, wow! From North America? (They could tell by our 'accents')
Us: Yes.
Creepy Guys: Where are you from?
Me: Montana.
Erin: Massachussetts
Creepy Guy With Red Converses (CGWRC): You know, the capital of Montana is a Finnish name.
Me: Yeah, Helena.
CGWRC smiles back. Awesome.
Creepy Guys: What do you study?
Me: Marketing.
Erin: Psychology.
Creepy Guy Who Needs a Haircut (CGWNAH): So, do you think we market ourselves good?
Us: What? (???????????? who says this?!)
Us: We don't understand your question.
CGWNAH: You know, like, first impressions kind of. Like what you think of a product when you first use it.
Us: Uhhhhhhhh.....
Erin: I don't know anything about marketing.
Creepy guys are still standing there awaiting our longed responses. And all we can think to say is 'Uhhhhhh.'
Erin: Well, we can't find what we came into the city centre for. We should probably get going.
CGWNAH: I can't help you find it!
Sidebar: Of coarse you can help us find, why am I not surprised?
Me: No, it definitely isn't here.
CGWNAH: So how can we continue this conversation?
Sidebar: What conversation?
Us: Uhhhhhhhh..... (of coarse)
CGWNAH: Can I get your phone numbers?
Sidebar: Giiiiiirrrrl can I get yo' numba?!
Erin: We don't have phones, it's too difficult.
Sidebar: I got a phone the very first day I got here.
CGWNAH: Can I have your e-mails?
Sidebar: We can't say we don't have e-mails! Dammit!
Me: I'm not comfortable giving you my information.
Sidebar: Great, now I'm a bitch.

They walk away. Erin and I decided we didn't need anything else and found an exit as quickly as we could.

Finland represent!