[Yugo...has a vague idea of what the subject of that comment was, but is wise enough to know not to question it. He pulls himself upright and, though wobbly on the ice, offers the obviously much taller man a hand.]

Yeah, Papa owns an inn. I'd help him in the kitchens a lot, actually. He taught me how to cook, although he can't do everything. He can't bake a loaf of bread without burning it!