She laughs with him, near delirious herself, and again when he brings back her joke.

"England," she says, smiling mischievously. "Where they call elevators lifts, and apartments flats, and soccer football. Where they eat Marmite of all things, and have a love-hate relationship with the royal family." Her smile warms, and she strokes his cheek. "And most importantly, the home of the man I love."