Oh, darling-dear, beautiful little queen, my Macbeth, my absolute sweet: I'll take the pralines, please, and thank you, and - what was it? Japanese? No, ever sorry, though I suppose, ever sorry not. Not of the Japanese sort, or the human sort, or the you-ought-to-ask-this-person-for-a-name-and-a-nationality sort, simple not that sort.

...now, you ought to deliver those chocolates to where I tell you with your own two hands. It's only fair.