"Excuse me for checking, Mia, but can you give me your word that this was not an Irish promise?"
"You have my word, Lord Lentilux. There is a connection between us, I can feel that. And besides, there is no way I could leave your box full of magic glasses unattended in a park in the middle of Paris. Now please hurry, I'm getting quite cold"
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