I have a Brit, two Italians and a Yankee sharing the same bedroom and they seem to do Ok together. The old Chevy tells them stories about how easy these darn kids have it nowdays compared to how it used to be. The MGB is always using some sort of highbrow mixed with Benny Hill humor the others don't quite get, and the Italians tell tales of love, passion and romance the others dont believe.
Other than that, all is good so far.