It’s okay. It’s not your fault that I’m so drawn to citrus-based vinaigrettes that I can’t stay away even when death is an inevitable consequence. At least it was delicious. I am afraid, however, that my relatives may choose to avenge me by hovering *right* next to your ear for the duration of your meal the next time you eat outside, though.
Tickling to get out of giving a back rub should be an offense punishible with jail time.