Jonathan Harker tells me you speak some Romanian.

Well, hardly, I know...

Ar fi frumos să te văd zâmbet.

[Lucy smiles]

There, you do understand.

[still smiling]

Not really. I have no idea what you said.

I said it would be nice to see you smile.

[pause]

Then you should be pleased.

Oh, I am. But I must warn you to take care.

Whatever for?

If, at any time, my company does not please you, you will have only yourself to blame for an acquaintance who seldom forces himself but is difficult to be rid of.