finally, it's friday, and you can finally go on your well deserved vacation. Once home, you pack your things, and head to the airport, there, you book a flight to scottland to see your grandpa. Hours later, as you get to scottland, you walk out the airport and as you take in the sights, you bump into a woman wearing a dress in the form of the flag of scottland

Scottland: "Oi! Watch where yer bloody goin’, ya tube! Next time I won’t be so bleedin’ polite, so shift yersel—wait... oh, yer American? Figures... typical. Right then, whit brings you tae my country, eh?"