*Looks around* Seppo..did ye already skeer that nice feller Vikktor off? Ain't heard nary a word from him since we met 'em. Iffin you did I'm gonna pour a gallon of my special codliver oil down ye throat!
It isn't Seppo's fault, this time. I was just a bit under the weather is all. Too much pie maybe? Nah, one can never have too much pie.