And then there're days like these. Where I have to explain that you can have friends, and make friends, but you need to be really careful if you say you do friends. Where I have to try not to laugh when a brainstormed list of "interesting places to meet people" includes "a massage place." Where I have to explain that the meaning of the phrase "double date," in English, does not include trading off.
(This doesn't even touch the vocab question about the use of the word "diameter" in a discussion about what men look for in women. The question asked with very definitive hand gestures, at chest height. Also, whether or not an alphabetical list of adjectives to describe people could reasonably include "Shaved" for S. And they weren't talking about heads or chins. The women, thankfully, were a little tamer in their discussion. At least when I was within hearing distance.)
(There is a very sweet, shy 17-year-old Korean guy who's getting quite the education in this particular class! I don't think he's stopped blushing in 2 days. And if he grinned any wider, it'd prolly split his face.)