[ WP ] You overhear a seemingly offending conversation , but you just missed the conversation topic .

`` -must say that I've never been too fond of those brown ones.'' 
 I choked into my drink. 
 My wife nodded in agreement. 
 `` It's that smell of spice that they always have. It irritates my nose too much. If I had it my way, we never would have let them in this country!'' 
 What on earth? Had I left the bathroom and entered a parallel universe where my wife and friends are racist? 
 `` Well, Leah, that's a pretty strong opinion to have.'' 
 `` Yea, hon,'' I added. `` It's not... their fault?'' 
 `` Well, dear, it's no ones *fault*; it's just a part of their nature. And speaking of strong, how good are the blacks!'' 
 `` Ah, now you're speaking my language!'' 
 This is n't happening. Body snatchers have taken control of everyone I know and love. The KKK have invented mind control. Something is going on here! 
 Ron, my oldest friend and an english teacher at an inner city school, wrinkled his nose and shook his head. 
 `` Ugh, ca n't stand blacks.'' 
 I turned to Ron, `` Hey, man, how can you say that considering what-what you do?'' 
 `` What are you talking ab-Oh, like in the teacher's lounge? No, there's no blacks in there. There's some greys and greens, though.'' 
 Who the hell are the greys and greens? 
 `` And,'' Ron continued, `` there's always fresh coffee, you know, if you're not a tea person.''
