[Oh, Sial smells those muffins all right, which is why he stops, sniffs the air, and then makes a beeline over to Polka and her basket of muffins. Now he's just going to sit there and look cute in the hopes of being fed.

Emil, meanwhile, will glance up at the sound of her voice, looking a bit surprised.]

Oh, I'm fine, I was just thinking-- Sial, leave her alone!

[Then to Polka again.]

I'm sorry, he gets too curious about new people sometimes. I can pick him up if he's getting in your way or anything.