Porthos eases off to keep the kiss chaste, stubbornly devoted to actually seeing this lesson through and they've got learning to go before he can become distracted. "The only group of women I want to think about being lured into is one where it's you and Athos and you're both beautiful women." It's one of the fantasies that lurks in his head and refuses to shake out, given how delighted he'd be to tote them both around.

He leans in for a sharp peck. "Usted hace una mujer muy hermosa," he stumbles over the words.