My angel close your eyes I'll be your lover tonight

[Elia Selvaggio]

You don't have to do that.

[Patrick O'Connell]

I know
But I want to and it's a beautiful name

And you're important to me

[Elia Selvaggio]

You, an Irishman, want to name your adopted kid after me, an Italian artiste?

[Patrick O'Connell]

I can't give him a Klingon name, pet, he'd get laughed out of primary school

[Elia Selvaggio]

Not if they don't know it's Klingon.

[Patrick O'Connell]

So you don't want me to do it?

[Elia Selvaggio]

I didn't say that.

I just

don't like thinking about
when I'm gone

[Patrick O'Connell]

Sorry love
We won't talk about it anymore

Ummmm
How about
What's for dinner?

[Elia Selvaggio]

Lets stay in tonight.

[Patrick O'Connell]

I'll make you a traditional Irish breakfast
For dinner

[Elia Selvaggio]

That sounds
interesting...

[Patrick O'Connell]

These are only things you can do as an adult, pet

I'm bringing the taste of Ireland to you~
All we need is some grass and a couple of sheep and it'll be just like home

[Elia Selvaggio]

Will a painting suffice?

[Patrick O'Connell]

That would be grand, but it's not the same as the fresh smell and the feel of grass under your feet, or the sight of those rolling green hills

Or the bleating of sheep in your ears and the bark of the farm dogs

And the feel of that good old Irish sun on your back

You can almost smell the sunshine,  love, in the air on a hot summer afternoon. There's nothing like it!

[Elia Selvaggio]

You miss it so much.... why did you ever leave?