Strange Neighbours

"Wow! They are not romantic at all. We should keep a distance from them, Batiste!"

"Yes!" The plumper boy, who was the younger brother, blinked. "But, Batisler… What if they say hello to us?"

"Silly boy! You can just start speaking French. They do not seem clever. They speak poor English, so they shouldn’t be able to speak French well either."

"Oh!" The fat boy named Batiste nodded.

Joseph was still standing by the door. He was always serious, even when he was gossiping about his neighbours. "According to international research, you French guys are idiots. You are only better than Africans. You dare laugh at the cleverest race in Asia? You’re ridiculous!"

"You!" Before the French brothers could explode, Coulibaly from Congo got angry. "That’s bare discrimination! I’m the best delegate studying in the US. As the son of a tribe chief, I would like to give you an official warning."