"Huh?" Lyubov says, both eyebrows shooting up. "No, no, um. Sorry, like. It's quite fine by me, if thou call'st me Rabbi."
She pushes up her glasses, and squeezes the bridge of her nose.
"I beg thy pardon," she says. "Thou took'st me by surprise. Would thou be so good as to like, let us start again? I'm happy to answer questions, and provide whatever help I may, but like. Sorry, nu. I'm flustered, is all."
crap, i mixed up Lyubov's pronouns in the previous reply. oh well. pretend it was "she/her".
"Huh?" Lyubov says, both eyebrows shooting up. "No, no, um. Sorry, like. It's quite fine by me, if thou call'st me Rabbi."
She pushes up her glasses, and squeezes the bridge of her nose.
"I beg thy pardon," she says. "Thou took'st me by surprise. Would thou be so good as to like, let us start again? I'm happy to answer questions, and provide whatever help I may, but like. Sorry, nu. I'm flustered, is all."