Conversation at 10:15 pm in the streets of Amman

Conversation at 10:15 pm in the streets of Amman

(Guy is not that bad looking, around 23, probably well educated since he speaks English.)
(Me is just some random girl on her way back from the shop where she got a 7up for her headache. It is also interesting to know that the whole conversation happened walking. Me did never stop to talk to Guy)

Guy: sorry miss, what time is it?
Me: probably around 10:15, I don’t have a watch
Guy: what time?
Me: I don’t really know, probably 10:15
Guy: (laughs) where are you from?
Me: Switzerland
Guy: do you speak English?
Me: Obviously
Guy: where are you from?
Me: Switzerland
Guy: what’s your name?
Me: …
Guy: what’s your name?
Me: I’ve got to go home
Guy: Miss I’m talking to you
Me: Yes I can hear that but I have to go home
Guy: what’s your age
Me: that’s none of your business
Guy: what’s your age?
Me: I’ve got to go home
Guy: my name is Ali. What’s yours?
Me: …
Guy: are you married?
Me: Yes!
Guy: What’s your age?
Me: that’s none of your business
Guy: was nice meeting you
Me: good night

This is a conversation Me gets on a weekly basis in Amman. Someone teach those Arab guys how to hit on a woman.