"All I'm saying is, America is far more advanced than England." Cordy smiled at the gorgeous Englishman.
He looked pissed off. "Yeah, you're so advanced that your crime level is off the Richter scale and your average IQ equals that of an eight year old. Look, Cordelia? Admit it, America sucks."
"Not any more. Remember a little thing called the War of Independence? We won." Cordelia pointed out smugly.
"We were fighting France at the time. It was decided that we should withdraw our troops from America and let you guys have it. We haven't lost a war yet." The man boasted proudly.
"Neither have we!" Cordelia was quick to say.
The man smirked. "Yes, because Vietnam was such a resounding victory."
"Hang on," Cordelia said, frowning. "If you can claim the War of Independence didn't count because you withdrew your troops, then I think that I can claim that Vietnam doesn't count because we drew."
"Two points." The man said, leaning forward in his seat. "One, the War of Independence was a civil war. We said bugger America, withdrew our people, left our convicts behind for you to take care of and you carried on fighting… yourselves! Two, there are no draws in warfare. You either capture the enemies territory or you lose!"
Cordelia smiled flirtatiously at the man. He really does have the most gorgeous blue eyes. She thought. "Well, what about nuclear firepower?" She asked. "America can destroy the world eleven times over… how many time can you guys destroy it?"
"Three."
"We win." Cordelia smirked.
The man rolled his eyes. "Cordelia, it doesn't matter how many times a country can destroy the world. What matters is that they can."
Cordelia shook her head. "No, you don't understand!" She said earnestly. "We can destroy the world more than you! I win!" She smiled happily.
The man sighed and got off of the barstool. "Goodbye Cordelia." He said, walking out of the pub.
Doyle sat in the seat he had vacated.
"Well, I guess that didn't go so well huh?" He smiled as Cordy glared at him.
"Oh…Bite me."
"Happy to."
"Are you still drunk?"
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Quick A/N to avoid possible flaming.
I am not being racist against either America or the UK. This is a fictional piece where I wanted to explore some of the cultural perceptive (if that makes no sense to you blame it on the fact that it's currently 04:09 my time and I've spent most of the day developing a brand new language for something I'm writing with The Cooler King… if you want a demonstration of this language, just ask!) differences between America and the UK. The POV's of the two characters (Cordelia and the English Guy Random!) represent this and their views are not my views. Oh God I want to go to sleep right now!
Kennie