Ludolf: Vitals look good.
Torsten: A-aye, they are now!
Must’a had a bad reaction, is all! T’ somethin’ I ate, maybe? Or drank? Or it’s the cold! You can’t abide the cold much yourself, so’s I hear.
Ludolf: Oh, I hate it. So I put on a coat and keep working.
Torsten: O-on it, Manager.