I've spoken Russian since long before I met you. Hard to be a good American spy without it. [He drums his fingers on the wheel.] Nat taught me the really good, creative curses. Obviously.

[Obviously. And the thought is so fond that it aches wildly inside him, so he pivots, refocuses, as he pulls up near a half-decent place for food without any further incident.]

Wait until I pull out the creative German curses. Now there's a language that knows how to construct an incredibly long word out of a bunch of smaller, evocative words.