"I'm sure he'll be extra careful," Jack comforted, laughed softly, "And yes, we have. And it was magnificent, darling, thank you again. You'll have to try one sometime," Jack let a leg dangle off the couch as he licked his lips, looking up at the ceiling, "I must say, though, I've been thinking about what you said about the writing of that language on one's body with chocolate-how could I not? What was it called again?"