[ They're going on two years and several hundred I love yous between them, but sometimes Bastien still blushes. This is one of those times. But he insists gamely on looking suave and a little bit evil despite it. ]

I am certain I can find another excuse, mon chaton.

[ He touches By's pretty mouth with his fingertips. ]

Put a hot cup on top of one of my books and who knows what sort of villain I'll become.