"We need to find someone who can speak duck," Rikku said solemnly. "Maybe one of the flamingos will break ranks and interpret for us. Aren't there too many windows, in a kitchen?"

Rikku was giggling, now. "Tickling works," she said. "So does, um, being really nice and then ... stopping, abruptly, and refusing to ... go on being nice?"

Fellatio interruptus. Worked every time.

"A safe word is, um," She darted her eyes around and lowered her voice to barely above a whisper. "It means like 'no' or 'stop,' 'cause ... cause you, you know, I mean ..."

Because 'no' and 'stop' usually meant 'yes, right there.'