Getting icecream
PrevNode LinkNext[ The kids and Emma enter Vaniglia at Ibn Gabirol st. There are two vendors - Ronen, a male in his 20s to the right, and Efrat, an 18 years old female. ]
Ronen: Shalom…
Emma: uvrakhah! [she winks] but my Hebrew, or at least those of some of our viewers' [she waves towards the camera] are quite rudimentary, so let's speak English.
Ronen: oh sure, welcome to Vaniglia, I am Ronen, and this is Efrat.
Emma: Pleasure to meet you. I'm Emma.
Emma: [to the children] OK, I know you kids can get indecisive, so please don't waste too much time on choosing flavours. They are extremely unlikely to be poisonous.
A kid: sure!
[ They go to order. Emma heads towards Efrat. ]
Emma: Okay, can I leave a tip using my credit card?
Efrat: sorry! It is not possible.
Emma: in that case [she pulls out her wallet] take these four 100 Sheqel notes. And keep the change as a tip.
Efrat: wow, this is a lot to pay, Emma…
Emma: Watson! Emma Watson! I would have thought the shirt is a dead give away, but I guess one cannot expect people to read.
Efrat: [looks at Emma 's shirt and name tag] Oh my god! You're the Emma Watson! This is so cool! I'm too young to have watched the Harry Potter films, but I loved you on Selina Mandrake. I even donated 20 dollars for the pledge to make it CC-by. My father donated even more.
Emma: thanks, that was generous of you.
Ronen: Emma, so what should I give you?
Emma: Mango, chocolate, and lemon - in a cone - with the lemon scoop at the bottom.
Ronen: no problem, but we have dark chocolate, orange…
Emma: dark chocolate!
Ronen: coming right up…
[ Cut to Efrat. ]
Efrat: OK, here is the change and the receipt.
Emma: Thanks! [puts the change in the tips' glass jar.]
Efrat: So, how do you like it here?
Emma: To be honest, it does not feel much different from Greater London. It is warmer, and there is a wider selection of food, and there's Hebrew and stuff, but… feels right at home.
Efrat: And what's the deal with these kids?
Emma: Oh that… Well, their parents approached me in Olamot Con, while I was chatting with some other attendees. They told me they were looking for someone to babysit them until about 1 o'clock. I told them I'd do it (because I always try to prioritise helping others) and they felt they can trust me.
Emma: So I took these children on a walk and then told them our own variation of The Lion King and now I'm buying them icecream. They are sweet kids and they have only talked in English in my presence so I'd be able to understand what they say.
Efrat: Sounds great!
Emma: Now what about you?
Efrat: Well, I'm in the twelfth grade now, and planning to be a software dev in the army… I mean the military. I'm good at maths and been programming since the third grade, and the IDF is desperate for software devs and it's something I do enjoy.
Emma: Good luck, well, I'd better eat my icecream, here is my card - you can IM me when your shift's over and we can meet somewhere near the con.
Emma: … oh wait, I nearly forgot - would you two like to record a video with me?
Ronen: Yes, please, here - you can use my phone.
[ One of the children takes the phone and records. ]
Ronen: Hi, I'm Ronen!
Efrat: And I'm Efrat!
Emma: And I'm Emma Watson. “Mighty Klingon vampire warriors who have watched Sesame Street… this decade royally sucks!!”
[ They all laugh. The child stops recording and returns the phone. ]
Emma: Thank you, and good bye.
Ronen: You’re welcome! And thanks!
[ Cut. ]