Lesbians

Ivan paced the room. You can do it, he told himself, you can do it. Francis stepped into the living room, humming a French tune. Ivan took a deep breath.

"Francis."

"Oui, mon cher?"

"I'm in lesbians with you."

Francis looked confused.

"Pardon?"

"I mean – I'm in love with lesbians."

"You've lost me."

"Nyet! What is – really – I – you- in –love."

Francis pondered what Ivan said for a second.

"Oh! Vanya! I'm in love with you too."

Francis gave Ivan a kiss on the nose, making the Russian man go pink.

"Now move the Halloween decoration box for me, babe."