Hills like White elephants, in singlish between chio bu and angmoh man

"Anis del toro. It's a drink."
"Try it, can?"
The man called "Listen" through the curtain. The woman came out from the bar.
"Four reales"
"We want two Anis del toro."
"With water meh?"
"want with water?"
"Dunno la," the girl said. "good with water issit?"
"can lor"
"aiyoh, want anot with water? faster leh." asked the woman.
"k la, k la, with water can already."
"It taste like licorice sia," the girl said putting the glass down.
"you always liddat la, always say: thats the way with everything,"
"yes" said the girl "everything tastes like licorice. Especially all the things you've waited so long for, like absinthe."
"aiyoh, cut it out leh? had enough already"
"you started it wat." the girl said "i was being amused right. only having  fun time."
"ok la, can try have fine time."
"Alright. I was trying right. i said the mountains looked like white elephants. so bright right?"
"k, so bright one."
"Then i try this drink. aiyoh! this all what we do, look at stuff liddat then after kena, anyhow try new drink. serious anot?"
" i guess so"
The girl looked across the hills.
"So lovely the hills." she said "They never look like white elephants lor, i just mean of the coloring of their skin through the trees."
"another drink want?
"ok."