The weird cafeteria

OK, so Sonia and I meet Emma at the metro and go to a nearby cafeteria for tea and some Tatar specialties. We are sitting in a big room with maybe twelve tables, two TVs are blaring and only one other table in the place is occupied. Emma’s showing us some pictures of her family on her phone and Sonia and I are making appreciative comments at conversational level when an employee comes over and asks us to keep our voices down. It’s not like we were cheering on the LA Lakers. And the funny thing was, the people at the other table were using sign language, so I wonder who the employee thought we were disturbing.