Tuktu Hinterlands Pretty Lollipop

"She did not mean to... But you did - and that counts," Birk grumbled and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He could be quite a grumpy man, if he was awoken suddenly from a very pleasant slumber. And, though he would forgive any girl, who looked good (and this was pretty decent in his biased opinion), then at this point he was not yet ready to move her on the good side. 

"And it is Birk to you! Snow lump... just think... my ancestors in the grave..." he continued to growl and finally regarded the girl with a very skeptical eye. "Did you fall from sky or something?"