Oh no, oh dear, oh no! Apparently, Ara wasn't nearly as subtle with her hands as she thought she was. As the guy burst into his angry tirade, hundreds of expletives were running through Ara's head in as many languages as she knew (admittedly, a rather meager two). She tried to focus her eyes on something at the back of the room, and pretended that he was speaking some foreign language, probably Theolagian or Gurrivan. Then, a random person broke off from the crowd and joined them. This situation can't possibly get any worse! And to top it all off, he ripped up her cheat sheet. She only had enough time to memorize about half of them. Oh well, better make do with what she had.