Marko's teenage niece is visiting from Germany. We took her to Five Guys for burgers and then turned her loose in Kohl's this past weekend. Teenagers have a lot more Kohl's endurance than most, and so eventually Marko decided we'd amble next door to the Game Stop and meet her there.
I flagged her down in the checkout line and informed her of our plans, then caught up with Marko on the sidewalk out front.
Me: "Okay, I told her we'd meet her next door at Spiel Halte."
Apparently German mine not so good is, although very literal.
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