Oui but he doez not know that--! *And she is laughing as Bill kisses her again. And again and again and again.*

*They settle back together, lazy and comfortable.*

*a happy little sigh*

J t'aime, you 'orrible British oof. And do make sure it iz my good g-string. If company can not see me naked, they must see my best under thingz.

*And she knocks their foreheads togther.*

That soundz magnifique...mon mari. *She blushes and giggles* I can say that now! Mon mari!

*She kisses him again and tries not to spill champagne all over the both of them.*