[Call the presses, Lalli enjoys ice cream. It's okay, Lalli, man should be allowed to enjoy desserts in peace. This is what Emil believes and he's usually right when it comes to sweets and, like, nothing else.

Anyway, they're just having an okay time out here eating this ice cream together, which is the only enjoyment Emil is talking about, but Lalli has to go make it all serious.]

Hmm, no, not really. I could have if it weren't for all of the, you know-- [he waves his free hand; all of the explosions and murder and terrible breakfast? This city was almost a welcome change from their inevitably sheep-filled summer, but the negatives are a little bit much! Explosions and murder?! Emil shrugs.] And I don't think too many people are happy about us being here.

[Is he subtle about throwing a suspicious glance at the shopkeeper, who has fleeced these ignorant morons and no longer has any interest in them? Not at all. Hmph.]

I'd say the best thing about this place right now is... the bed. And you being here too, obviously.