"Oh, bloody God! Do you know how to drive, young lady?"
"No! I do not!"
"And you are driving a car, which, by the way, hit my car brutally?"
"Yes! And I am sorry for that!"
"Are you American? 
"What?"
"American, those crazy Americans?"
"No!  But I do live in America, eat American food and love the Yankees."
"Then I am right.  You are crazy."

"hey, I know it is a bloody afternoon for you but could you help me out?"