Willie turned to face Winnie, his green eyes blazing with annoyance. "I dun care if she hath a bloody waite', she jutht--" but he couldn't finish his sentence as he felt a a hand land with a heavily on the back of his neck. His green eyes widened as his head went down a bit. Who in heck dared to do this to him?! Turning his head around, his eyes widened even more at the sight of a very, very old man.

"I ain't dun nuffink!" Willie snapped, flapping his arms around like a pigeon. "That ain't fai', ye ol' geetheeer! Ye jutht wanna pick on me cauthe I'm thmaller than you! Well, pick on thomeone yer own thithze, eh!" He told him, pushed his hand away from his neck, very irritated at the moment.