Unforgettable Moments in Germany

Eliza and I ride the subway each day home from school. We have a pattern. We ride in the same car and then take the elevator up to the street level. In the elevator, she pushes the "auf" button and says "Oberfläche." Today, a group of ladies beat us to the elevator. They got on and pushed the button. Eliza squeezed by and pushed the button again. She accidentally slightly hit the "ab" button also which caused the elevator to open again. No big deal, right? Well, the lady next to her starts to go on and on about how she should never touch the buttons. They are dangerous. She could cause us to get stuck in the elevator and then the fire trucks would have to come and she would have to go to jail... and on and on and on. The second she opens her mouth, all I smell is booze. All of the other ladies on the elevator are shaking their heads at the lady and rolling their eyes. I just smiled the whole time. As we were getting off of the elevator, the lady says, "Doesn't she hear me?" To which, I casually reply with a small smile and a slight shrug, "Oh, she doesn't speak German." All of the other ladies busted up laughing, and the lady turned completely red.