((You're a young Indonesian girl/boy whose bored, so you decided to go to the mall. Looking through the men's section, you found yourself looking at Batik Shirts next to a foreigner.))

he glances at you every once in a while... Looking at the shirts. Eventually, he turn to you, holding a few of the shirts.

"Sorry excuse me, Do you... Speak English?" Henric asked nervously, he was having trouble picking a shirt.