The Irishmen and the Hungarian

One of my roomates Enda (who's Irish) is a bit mad. He's very chatty but usually he's saying something crazy like telling us about the time his mom threw hot water on his dad and then chased him down the road or how he'd never marry an aussie b/c she'd bring him fish and chips for Christmas Dinner and then he'd have to divorce her. Most of the time though b/c of his accent I don't even know what he's going on about to begin with. His favorite topic of conversation though by far is the Hungarian girl that works at the shop down the street from where he works. He works at Coogee Bay Fisheries which is basically just your regular takeaway shop and she works at another shop that's owned by the same people. Every morning he goes to see her and get coffee at her shop and attempt to have a chat (although as he's told us several times she speaks very little english) I'm sure that she doesn't understand one word he says b/c I do speak english and I don't understand him so I don't know how she could. Anyhow last week he went to the cinema with her and he even bought a new outfit beforehand, to say the least he's smitten with her. The only problem however is that apparently she has a big Hungarian boyfriend whom she lives with. Apparently her and said boyfriend are only still together b/c he helped her pay off her family's debts in Hungary or something and she can't break up with him until she pays him back. All very shady sounding to me, at some point she must have got across to Enda that her and big hungarian boyfriend don't even speak. So Enda will be sitting on the couch, or passing through the kitchen, or drinking a beer and just all the sudden say, "I don't get it like, how you can live with someone and not even talk to them, why would you be wit someone and not talk." or some variation on that sentence and he says it all the time, several times a day. So yesterday was Enda's day off (which doesn't happen very often, he usually works 7 days a week) and he had big plans for his day off, he was set to hang out with the hungarian girl and he planned to go into town beforehand and buy an english/hungarian translation book so he could say a few words to her in Hungarian. So last night we're all sitting in the living room drinking beer and Conner(my other roomate) had a friend over and we were all saying how none of us had seen Enda all day and did anyone know what happened with the hungarian and no one had heard from him all day. So around 9 or 10 in crashes Enda drunk as a skunk, comes into the living room and just stands there and sways for a minute then throws his cell phone across the room and says, "the whole lot of 'em can just go back to Hungary for all I care, f--k the hungarians." He wouldn't tell us what happened with the hungarians all he would say is that he's never marrying a hungarian girl either so now Aussies, Hungarians and Irish women are off the list. Then he proceeded to drink some more beer and pass out on the couch. Thus ends another sad tale of unrequited love.