"How not?" Jim has to think about it for a moment, being so dramatic about Sherrinford's words that he even stops and stares at him. He's certain that he's sent Sherrinford to France before. Or near Paris, in the very least.
With the stopping, his hand inevitably dropped. He has to shake his head and gives a pointed look. "Next vacation, dear. Make a whole plan of it." In actuality, he could maybe give him two or three days unless there was work waiting there.