Ooooh, [ like a goosebumpy shudder. ] Are you trying to work me up, Monsieur le Cambrioleur?

[ —is a joke. Mostly. If he weren’t standing in a room other people might enter at any time with little warning, in broad daylight, it might not be.

But he is! So, ]

That will be fun. I will never have any trouble finding you in a crowd here, in your silks. Even a crowd that is all tall, skinny, and beautiful.