"Tomato."
"Potato."
"Plato." Fezzik shook his head.
"I can't think of anymore."
"Stupid."
"Putrid?"
"Cupid." Fezzik smiled.
"Love."
"Above."
"Dove."
"Glove." Fezzik lifted his new friend off her feet and spun her round in a hug. At least, he tried to. She was too heavy. He settled for giving her a clumsy kiss on the forehead. Then she lifted him up and spun him round. She put him back on the ground smiling at him with sweet pink lips. He stared back, mouth open.
"You're pretty." he said without thinking.
"Witty."
"City."
"Itty."
"Bitty."
"Silly!" she laughed and kissed him again. He kissed her back, without even thinking about it. Instant action was a new thing for Fezzik, the slowest of the lot. Then he stroked her hair, because the chestnut strands looked so beautiful in the sunlight.
Her name was Esmerelda. Fezzik liked her because she told him what to do and gave him kisses and played rhyming games with him. And she was big, like him, but she wasn't scared of everything. Fezzik kissed her again and was happy.