“Fezzik,” said Inigo, “I’ve been thinking.”
“As long as you’re not doing it while you’re drinking!” said Fezzik merrily. He clicked his tongue at his horse, urging it to move a bit faster.
“– how would you feel about being the first mate of the Revenge?”
“Yes if we don’t have to go to Stonehenge!” said Fezzik.
“Inigo, I never asked you,” Westley said, “but why do you sometimes speak in rhyme?"
“Because we do it all the time!” they said together, and raced ahead.
Westley shook his head. “Strange men,” he said to Buttercup.
“Wonderful men,” she corrected him happily.