You're sitting in your room, trying to draw in peace. When all of the sudden, Soap barges through the door, ranting about something you can't even recognize because of how incoherent and fast his words are.

He doesn't even close the door behind him as he steps into the room, ranting and raging over something. It sounds like he's speaking Scottish Gaelic. When he finishes, he turns to you again.

"Right, lad/lass? I can't be wrong here! I was so in the right with that!"

What's going on?