Rose's cheeks had just a hit of a blush beneath her makeup as she apologized, feeling incredibly foolish.

"I really am so sorry, dear. The sound just reminded me of my kids and grandkids and I just reacted. This old brain of mine just can't seem to get used to the fact that I'm not at home anymore."

There so many cultures gathered here, so many thoughts about what was right and wrong in any given situation. It wasn't just wrong to make assumptions in such situations, it was stupid. Rose knew how easily a wrong word could create conflict even within a single culture, let alone a situation such as this one.

Under her breath she muttered to herself, "There's no fool like an old fool."