What the hell was that about? [He murmurs, still smiling for the benefit of anyone watching. Nothing to see here, just a solicitous husband making sure his wife is taken care of.] Something happen? There's always something terrible happening around here, and not just the iced beer.

[Maybe not every day, not all the time, but often enough that Norton's braced for something terrible all the time now. Strange events, poisons, deaths.]