this little happening.
While waiting for Cindy to try on some clothes in a ladies dress shop I approached the lady helping her and before Cindy could acknowledge me I asked the young salesclerk, in my best Scottish accent, “Do ye sell kilts, lassie?”
She kind of stammered and stuttered that she didn’t and then Cindy laughed.
So I walked around to the other side where three older ladies were leaving and again, in my best accent, told these ladies “that thy dinna sell kilts here!” in somewhat of a grumpy Scottish voice.
Two of the ladies grinned and the third took me serious and suggest downtown at some store she told me the name of, they might!
Ahh, it’s fun to play with the civilians! 😉