"Un cocinero es... es..."

"Estupendo, Jack." Stephen sighed. "A wonderful cook."

Jack snorted. "Why would I need such a phrase, Stephen?"

Stephen thought of Killick, smiled, and conceded the point.

"For that matter," Jack continued. "We are in short supply of old cats, red chairs and dancers."

Stephen looked abashed. "You cannot begin with difficult phrases, Jack."

"Something simple but useful then." Jack grinned.

Stephen blushed but met Jack's eyes boldly when he said, "Te quiero."

"Which means?" Jack asked eagerly, warming at Stephen's tender expression.

"Why do you not say it to me after Corelli tonight, and you shall find out."