"Potato dumplings it will be, then," Laertes declares. "A hearty dish to warm our bellies." He finger-spells potato to himself, then remembers suddenly, "Oh! Magnus is teaching me to speak with my hands. He calls it sign-language. See, this is thy name spelled out." He finger-spells Nina. "But we can make names for ourselves of other words; this is the one that Magnus chose for me, from L and make." He signs his own name for her, delighted to have something to bring to her table.