We see from the actual text that the city of Bucarest features prominently in this travel story so why all of this silly chatter about Budapest? No one ever said anything about Budapest. All that Hungarian goulash cooked up by Marty will not be of any use south of the border, over in the former Wallachia, so I find it hard to understand what all this chatter is about. Just because Marty enjoys exercising her right to be a pestilent motormouth chatterbox, that does not mean that I have to sit there and let myself be verbally abused by the Hungarians, or the Polish for that matter. Yes, I know how they are.
I think that if there were really a job for me in this, that some actual authority figure [not Marty, obviously, nor Greg] would appear at the front door to explain it to me in person and to outline the terms of employment and financial plan for reimbursing my time spent on this endeavor. Or else letter or email. Otherwise, I don't appreciate being harassed for no reason. Go away and leave me alone. I just want a job.
