Haha, yep! When I get a chance, heh.

Oh, yeah, totally! It’s getting that time off—oh, u-um! Uh… ah… [She looks surprised to be counter-asked the very question she just asked.] uh, a good enough day, I s’pose… (little busy, hope I didn’t forget about anything…)

I m-mean, yeah, but yo(u’d expect I would at least be able to say ‘good morning‘, bleeding hell…) [She trails off to a mumble halfway through] …Oh, um, but nevermind all that. [She waves her hand with shy dismissal]. Havin’ an alright day?

S-scusi. I’m so sorry… yes… /b-buon giorno/. Is what I… meant to… t-to say. M-my apologies…

(Oh gods, I still can’t even say hello right, I’m gonna get my ass kicked.)

[She looks almost comedically mortified.]

Buon… oh! Buongiorno?
[She passes, stops, looks up, turns back around, looks confused, looks at the ground, looks more confused, looks back up, and finally spits it out with a pronunciation bad enough to mark her as a foreigner (and, judging by her face, seems to realise this immediately after).]