As she watched the beach there appeared to be a dark haired little boy... Well, perhaps not little. Certainly a teenager but definitely not very old. She watched him quietly as he wandered the beach, tilting her head to one side. For a moment, she just focused on taking a bite out of her apple, calmly chewing and swallowing to allow herself a snicker when something hurt him. That's what he got for playing with things on the beach.
She slipped onto the sandy beach itself, starting towards him rather calmly considering their situation. Assuming that maybe Americans had maybe decided to kidnap Romanian citizens for some unknown purpose, she had no reason to assume this kid spoke English. So when she called out to him... "Hei, pustiule! Ce faci?"