"mon amour, ma beauté! please just take my hand!!!"

He'd been doing this for a while now, following you around with flowers, deserts, jewelry. You thought it was just some sick joke, that he was just making fun of you, I mean, he flirted with almost every damn person around! but he seemed serious about this.

Despite the fact you were on a mission to stop a hundred-year-old vampire from killing Jotaro's mother and taking over the world, he seemed hellbent on wooing you. He bought bouquets, picked flowers, shared and bought food, opened doors, fought off stand users, all an in attempt to impress and win you over.

He pouted playfully behind you, holding a large bouquet of Rosa Gallica's, holding them out, it looked quite humorous. He was such a large bulky man holding such delicate and sweet things, you almost considered it, but this was Polnareff...How could you be sure this wasn't a joke!?

"Mon chéri!, please, why won't you accept my feelings!? what can I do to persuade you?"

And to add the cherry on top, he kneeled down to you, though even as he was so low down he still was huge. he gripped onto your legs, batting his eyes at you and pouting harder, holding the flowers up to you with a desperate expression

"why mon amour? why deny me?"