I think most guys would fall faint, not fall in love with physical assault...

[Iona rolls her eyes and then leans back in her chair sighing, facing the ceiling as her hair hangs down, as if trying to exhaust herself of more ideas.]

This is way too much crap to deal with in one sitting isn't it? I was actually hoping we'd just have a normal visit to Paris, but...

[She waves her hand flippantly.]

C'est la vie. As they say.