[Quiet Man Cometh]

Distract him...what are you planning to do?

Lanius walks and sings, using both terms generously, still toting a wine bottle in one hand.

Keeping in the dark, Felix thinks of a little trick he learned in his early readings. Probably not 'little' given where I found it. Speaking a single, unearthly sound that can barely be called a word, he focuses on the wine bottle, and it shatters.