Jack's rhythm faltered a little as Scotty started switching to Gaelic, letting out a groan before starting up harder, faster. "I don't know whether it's hotter that, ah," Jack said, having to pause for a moment before he continued, his speech marked by the movement of their bodies as he did so. "I don't know...whether it's hotter...that I can't understand a word you're saying...or that...I know that whatever it is...it's gotta be good..."