[ gaby is... not american, though she does like apple pie, so she doesn't really get the appeal of the independence day festivities which is what found her in an argument with the man, uh, manning the grill when she was waiting for a bratwurst. ]

--everything is red, white, and blue?

[ when he proudly proclaims "it's the colors of the american flag!!" like he personally picked the color scheme and hand stitched the very first one, gaby blinks at him. ]

And the French flag. And the British flag, the Australian and New Zealand flags... Croatia, Iceland, Czechoslovakia, North Korea... [ she could go on in her soft german accent (cambodia, cape verde, samoa, costa rica, cuba, chile, the cook islands, haiti, south korea, laos, liberia, luxembourg, malaysia, nepal, norway, panama, paraguay, the philippines, puerto rico, russia, serbia, slovenia, taiwan, thailand) but she doesn't know all of them and some of the countries aren't even countries as far as she knows. hell, she still calls the czech republic and slovakia czechoslovakia.

plus jerry, the irony, looks like if he gets any more huffy his head will explode, so she takes her sausage and just backs away slowly. ] ...happy Independence Day.

[ nailed it! ]