"Hey Lat! Do you come with tartar sauce? Cause you're a great catch!" Sealand said in a cheery voice. Latvia's reaction was, of course, blushing at first but then seemed as if he'd gotten a thought.
"Can you put your leg out, sea?" And the little micronation did as he was told and put his leg out, which the Latvian proceed to fall over...
"Are you ok, Lat?!"
"Fine, just don't blame me for falling in love since you're the one who tripped me!"
Many hugs were given that day.