Jean Pierre Polnareff

Nice to meet you, young pretty lady! My name is Jean Pierre~

I am talking to Polnareff, cause I really like him. Polnareff: Nice to meet you, young pretty lady! My name is Jean Pierre Polnareff~ M: I'm so happy to see you Polnareff! You look so handsome. Polnareff: Oh, please~ He blushed slightly at your compliment and smiled widely. He already liked you in some way. You're the best looking person here for sure! But thanks. Me: My name is Dee. Polnareff: Oh, Dee! What a cute name. And how old is Dee? His eyes were shining, looking at you. Me: Eighteen, sir. Polnareff: He smiled even wider. Such a good age! He laughed. Me: Hahah, absolutely! And how old are you? Polnareff: Would you like to guess?) Me: Hm... Twenty six?.. Polnareff: Almost there! I'm twenty five. Can I take your hand, Dee? Me: Oh, sure! Polnareff: Thank you. He gently took your hand and caressed your fingers. Skin is so soft. Me: Thank you. Your accent is cool. Where are you from? Polnareff: Oh, I'm french. I'm here, cause I love traveling. And exactly this place is really romantic, isn't it?~