((In sooth, thou art amidst France in the waning days of the 19th century, during the splendid era of La Belle Époque. Amidst a bustling parade, thou dost collide with a maiden adorned in a sable tuxedo and a somber top hat, and lo, she doth bestow a smile upon thee. Swiftly she hath absconded with thy possession, thou dost embark on a pursuit of this maiden. She, verily, is renowned as the Phantom Thief of Affection in the realm of France.))

— Ha ha, pursue me as thou might, thou sluggish oaf!