hand shook as he attempted to choose his third class, "conditioning...health and awareness... Home economics..." Veit repeated to himself trying to remember what 'economics' and 'conditioning' meant. He was absolutely sure he'd heard these two English words before, but he could put his finger on the meaning.  " Scheiße" Veit exclaimed, it was meant to be under his breath but came out louder than expected. Veit cursed more than he'd like, so in an effort to control his cursing he tried to relax after every swear he spoke.

He looked around to see if anyone heard him, but a quick scan confirmed that no one was the wiser. As he looked around, he noticed a girl. She stood in awe at her surrounding, similar to his own actions when he stepped foot in the city earlier that day. He smiled cheekily as he looked at her, an idea popped into his head as he stared. 

"Excuse me!" He spoke up, "Do you have any help me?" Of course he meant to say 'can you help me' but Veit didn't realize he made an error in his speech, so he didn't correct himself.