David Lynch breakfast moment

Breakfast served at a cafe in Innsbruck by a sweet and sturdily built waitress named Oksana. I'm enjoying my boiled egg and toast when an old woman enters the restaurant. She and Oksana seem to know each other and exchange pleasantries in german. The woman then turns to me and points to her left eye, which has some discoloration on the skin around it, and says something emphatic. As I don't speak german I have no idea what she's said but I smile. She considers me for a moment, then laughs and sits down for her breakfast.

Sometimes people you meet are kind of nuts. Sometimes it just seems that way.