"That's an understatement, sweetheart," Tony remarked with a strained laugh. The girl's English was terrible. He wondered if he was giogn to have to pull a Henry Higgins on her. That was another problem for another day, though. Right now he was weak and on the floor with only a tiny, scared girl in the room to help him. This was awkward, to say the least.

He looked back at her and his eyebrows rose a degree that she'd come a little closer to him. He found himself giving her a small smile despite feeling like crap. "No. I'm.. uh.. having some trouble with that. I'm.. I'm Tony. I have a daughter a few years younger than you. What's your name?"