'Can you twist food? Just out of curiousity - I'm not letting you out of this bed.' Ever. 'But if you can, I'd appreciate it. m'hungry.'

He also reaches for a cigarette, can't find his lighter and holds it out to Random to be lit. '...please baby?'

And then thinks. 'School, you know. Boarding school in Bogota. Favouite cake...ummm, I don't know. Cheesecake I think, but I don't have that much of a sweet tooth anyway. Favouite holiday - before I met you, I presume you mean?' He has to think a long time about that.

'I never really went on holiday much. Moved around South America so much, it wasn't really necessary - and besides, I had to be careful where I went. Criminal record and all, a lot of places would cause trouble if I tried to visit.' He smokes casually. 'First car - stole one when I was fourteen. Bought a truck when I was sixteen. And...heaps of dogs. Working ones, for the ranches. Never any pets though I wouldn't mind having one.'

He kisses the back of his shoulder and then offers him the cigarette. 'Your turn. Although I'm expecting 'chocolate' to be the answer to the cake one, I should tell you.'