" You know what would help?" I asked, not meeting his eyes." Hmm?" " If you turned off this crap music and put on something that came out after the Berlin Wall went down." Dimitri laughted. " Your worst class is history, yet somehow, you know everything about Eastern Europe." " Hey, gotta have material for my jokes, Comrade." Still smiling, he turned the radio dail. To a country station." Hey! This isn't what I had in mind," I exclaimed. I could tell he was on the verge of laughing again." Pick. It's one or the other." I sighed. " Go back to the 1980s stuff." He flipped the dail, and I crossed my arms over my chest as some vaguely European-sounding band sang about how video had killed the radio star. I wished someone would kill this radio. "