Italian men are great (...)

Had a conversation with Nic yesterday, went something like this:

Nic: When are you going to let me make you dinner?
Me: Not for a while, I think.
Nic (fake hurt look): Why not?
Me: While I have been known to beard lions in their dens, and even bait a few bears, I'm not going to play 'maiden in the dragon's lair' with you, Nic.
Nic (somewhat lecherous grin): Well that could be fun, darlin'. Which would I be, the dragon, or the knight-in-shining armour?
Me: I wouldn't put it past you to be both.
Nic: Awww. Come on, now, I want to cook for you. You know Italian men are great (pause) cooks.
Me: Exactly.
Nic: Whut?
Me: Italian men are great fill-in-the-blank. But the only person who can fill my blank is me. Now stop pushing.