Sam: Bingo love, are you going to finish that sandwich?
Bingo: No, you are, dear Sam. But not until after I've finished with you, a'maelamin.
Sam: I'm right glad you said that m'dear. Because I was just thinking how much better this chocolate ice cream here would taste if I was licking it off your pretty lips . . .
Bingo: There's only one way to find out, Sam. I do think it's an experiment worth pursuing . . . now.