Babylon

Last summer myself and some friends of mine went to France, doing kind of a roadtrip.
We took our bikes with us, our destination was a small village near Besancon in the heart of the french alpes.
Four guys, four bikes.
But only one of us spoke the local tongue - me.
So I had the joy of telling our warden, a nice old lady, what we wanted.
I spoke to the little granny and translated it to my mates.
They answered me - in our German dialect.
So I told that lady "oui" when my friends answered me with a short "nu" which means "yes" in our dialect.
She seemed more and more confused.
She asked me, if I had translated everything properly.

All of sudden I realized what was happening:
I had to laugh. Our warden heart "non" (french: "no") when my friends say "nu".
Poor old lady.