Before the stupid accident i was in a nice Jerusalem coffee shop – small, warm, cozy, with strong smell of good fresh coffee. While i waited for my coffee, i noticed one of the coffee shop’s employees, an assistant waiter or something, and a little – how do you call it in the politically correct language – mentally challenged? He was very nice, he offered me white chocolate chips to chew. There were also four tourists, English or maybe German, three guys and a lady. They were in a good mood. When one of the guys stood up to pay, the assistant waiter approached them and started a conversation, in … English. He said, subtly pointing at the lady and one of the guys:
— “You ve-you, I-love-you?” (“Ve” means “and” in Hebrew.)
(Slight confusion.)
— “Ehh … Friends.”
— “Ve-you?” (pointing at the other guy.)
They kept talking for a few minutes. I didn’t hear the rest of the conversation, but they were all amused – in a nice, friendly and understanding way.
When the tourists left, the lady gave the assistant waiter a peck.
Maybe humanity still has a chance.
Aharoni in Unicode 