Gia Terranova: You are crazy.
Monsieur Chandon: That may be, but I also am usually a good judge of people
Monsieur Chandon: And I maintain my comments as to your greatness
Gia Terranova: I command that you call me Josephine the Great. Why? 'Cause I say. xD
Monsieur Chandon: Yes Josephine the Great.
Gia Terranova: No, no. With feeling.
Monsieur Chandon: Yes Jospephine the Great! I love you, Josephine the Great, great is hardly a fitting title as it but scratches the surface of your greatness and I would count myself lucky but to kiss your feet!
Gia Terranova: Come on, now, I know you can do better than that. xD
Monsieur Chandon: Anything you desire Josephine the Great. You have but to point and those thou wished me to smite would be smitten, those thou wished to prosper would grow large with riches, and I, thy humble servant, would gladly kneel as thy footrest and be thankful to be so near to the one, the only, Josephine the Great!
Gia Terranova: That's much better.
Gia Terranova: ::giggle::
Monsieur Chandon: Thank you for your kind praise, Josephine the Great. You are truly too good to me.
Gia Terranova: Bless you, my servant James, for your extravagant words.
Monsieur Chandon: I speak only the truth of thy beauty, grace, talent, and greatness my mistress. Please, oh Josephine the Great, take pity and keep this poor wretch in your company and care and all thy desires shall be met.
Gia Terranova: Damn, I am such a diva. ::studies her nails:: I suppose I could, you know, as a personal favor.
Monsieur Chandon: Thank you, thank you so much. Now, I must, for but a few moments, beg thy pardon mistress, as some lowly individual requests I adorn her navel with jewelry so she might seem more like thou would at times wish. It is an homage, I believe.

(James, I have said it before and I'll say it again. Everyone should have a little piece of you to carry around on their keychain. Next to the Jory-piece and the Tiffany-piece.)