"Mmhmm. Wit' a note pinned to her shirt: Take her, we're sorry. Et oui, dat man is not one to hassle or prank. De idea of him having a sense of humor is unnervin' too."
"Look at his parents. He'll do just fine and handle de problem logically, becoming de figurehead of a new vigilante group, or land in de lap of some space-harem. Den, we won't hear from him for months."
He looked about, knowing Jean had a plan to get out of his cesspool. "Jean, he mentioned a good point. Dere any signs of Legacy virus where you were?"