How to Lose a Smile in 30 Seconds: An Israeli in Jordan

He opens the door for me. His wife and I walk through.

Shukran. Thank you.

We pass through the lobby to the elevator. We enter together.

Sabakh al kheer, I greet them. Good morning.

\"Hello, good morning to you,\" he says. \"Where are you from?\"

\"I am from Israel,\" I tell him.

The huge grin on his face, the friendly smile, goes stone cold. His wife's face turns to slate.

\"I am here with a group of Israelis and Palestinians together. We are friends.\"

They exit the elevator in silence.

I wish them a yom saied. To a good day ahead.