Skwisgaar took a drag of his cigarette and considered. He had just told Cassidy only a few days ago that the only barrier that kept him from speaking his mind and explaining to Miniver exactly how he felt about all of their problems was the one of language. And since he had no mind to actually learn English, the only solution was if Miniver knew Swedish.
Which he apparently did.
"By all means, do. I have to ask, when did you learn? Why? Why didn't you tell me?" He cleaned his mess of bottles and ashtray from the other stool in the studio, and nodded to it.
"I... have been wanting to talk to you for a long, long time."