I'll go ahead and you...

...wait here.

-Perfect. -I won't be long.

Stay right here. I'll be right back.

Okay.

No peeking.

If ever I see that Van Dort boy...

...I'll strangle him with my bare hands.

Your hands are too fat, and his neck is too thin.

You'll have to use a rope.

This is the voice of your conscience. Listen to what I say.

I have a bad feeling about that boy. You know he is no--

Go chew someone else's ear for a while.

Victor has gone to see his parents, just like he said.

If I hadn't just been sitting in it, I would say that you had lost your mind!

I'm sure he has a perfectly good reason for taking so long.

I am sure he does. Why don't you go ask him?

All right, I will.

After all, he couldn't get far with those cold feet.

-Victoria. -Victor? I'm so happy to see you.