(Modern Day) Robin X Russian!Fem!Reader

                                    

                                          
(I apologize if some of the words are mistranslated. I do not speak proper Russian and used Google Translate for this. Big oof)
                          
"Ty pribyl" Your phone said to you as you turned the corner. You parked your rustic car in an empty parking space and exited. You looked up at the pastel coloured sign, reading Baratie. You nodded as you opened the door, a line standing behind it.
You looked around and noticed the atmosphere. It was so lively, so calming. You noticed everybody chatting with one another with big smiles on their faces as they ate their delicious looking treats. The line moved faster than you expected, meeting the counter in no time. You met face to face with a blonde slender man with bizarre eyebrows.
"Oh, my! I don't believe to have seen you before!" He told you with list in his voice, "Such a lovely young woman, could I please get your name?" Luckily, you understood him enough to recognize that he was asking for your name. You responded.
"______" The man smiled once more.
"Ooh, a Russian beauty! So lovely~" He must of determined your nationality by your accent, but you could barely understand him. You tried to speak to him in english, failing horribly.
The man nodded at your attempt as he asked you what you wanted. Not understanding him, you just pointed to a delicious looking cheese sandwich. You then pointed to a cake pop, a picture of soup, and to the ice tea container. He nodded as he totaled up the price, resulting in $15.94. You pulled out 16 dollars and handed it to him, "Sdachi ne nado" He attepmted to hand you six cents, but you shook your head. He knew what you meant and nodded, putting the change in his pocket.
"Your order will be finished soon" He said, leaving you confused. You darted your eyes around as he spoke again, "Uhm, you can sit down now..." Your anxiety flared up as you tapped your fingers together and sweat began to drip down your head.
"On skazal, chto vy mozhete sest'" Somebody spoke behind you. You turned around and saw a woman with long black hair and ice blue eyes. She smiled at you as you understood her and sat down at an empty table. She looked back at you, giving you enough time to thank her.
"Spasibo" She giggled as she turned back and ordered. Your cheeks heated themselves as her giggle repeated itself in your head. You smiled as she did inside of your mind, "Ona takaya milaya" You told myself. You rested your head on your hands as you snickered at the idea of you two having a conversation, a small chit chat.
"Ty malo ponimayesh' po-angliyski?" You looked to my side and almost jumped out of your seat. It was her again. You nodded at her question, embarrassed slightly, "Mogu ya nauchit' vas neskol'kim slovam?" Your face colour must of rivaled that of a tomato as you nodded again. She pulled out a chair and rested across from you, "Teper', s chego nam nachat'?"
                          
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"Now, what have you learned?" She asked you. You cleared my throat as you gathered the courage to speak.
"Hello. My name is ______. What is your name?" You started. Your accent was still heavy, but you were positive that you could be understood, "How are you doing? I am doing fine. I have to go. Good bye" I snickered, "How I do?"
"You did great, ______" She told you, "I just don't understand why you came here without even learning how to talk" Tou both giggled as you ate your meals.
"English shows. Russian words. Listen, no speak" You spoke with the best English you could, only just learning a few phrases. The woman understood you, silently laughing at your response. Your mind clicked as you asked her an important question, "What is your name?"
"Oh, it's Robin" Robin. Such a lovely name. You smiled as you nodded. You heard her phone ring from her table. She picked it up and sighed, "I have to go. I guess I'll see you again another time" She rose from her seat and began to walk away. Your body took over and gripped her hand with your. You looked at each other in shock. You swallowed as you asked her one small question.
"Help again?" You let her go. You groaned to yourself as you realised what had happened. Robin bent down and grabbed a pen, writing something on a napkin. She folded it up and handed it to you. As she walked away, you unfolded the napkin, numbers being written down in pretty hand writing.
                          
555-356-9377
                          
"Spasibo, Robin!" You yelled out to her as she exited the cafe. She turned to you and smiled.
"Pozhaluysta, ______" She told you as the door closed behind her. You smiled as you gripped the napkin to your chest, cautious as not to rip it. You chuckled as you carefully folded back the napkin and tucked it into your pocket. You sighed to yourself, "Ya dumayu, chto ya tebya lyublyu" You rose from your seat, leaving a small tip, and exited the cafe with a smile on your face.