Eva: So every weather report I see for Dublin is rain, rain, rain. I guess I should buy some woolens and a pair of wellies for when I move!
Sean: Wellies? Oh my lord. Wear normal shoes. No one wears rain boots; you must be joking me.
Eva: You don’t wear wellies?
Sean: I haven’t worn wellies since I was eight years old.
Eva: But why, if it’s so rainy?
Sean: Because I became a big boy!
Eva: But I thought people might wear rubber boots because of the constant rain. Don’t people wear rain boots? They wear them here sometimes! Wellies! Wellies!
Sean: Oh, Eva. You and your precious American ideas.