Dear 6-year old Vietnamese girl,

Thanks so much for (very forcibly) sharing your popcorn with me. But that one that fell on the floor and that other one that you already put in your mouth-- you can keep those.

Also, even though I'm pretty sure they were supposed to be "love pats"-- stop hitting me! I've got a wicked sunburn and that shit hurts! Or maybe you were learning to hit like those Vietnamese men on the bus. Were you trying to tell me to move my leg?

Hitting is not the answer,
r