I am sorely in need of my favourite macaroons in order that I should avoid meeting him. As I am totally afraid of seeing his eyes blazing with frenzied passion I would rather gulp back tons of sweeties of every sort and kind. Oh, Almighty, safeguard me against that reckless bastard. I'll endeavour to remain calm and if it won't be effective, like every great general, I have contingency plans. Luckily I have Marie-Antoinette's life history to amuse myself throughout the night. What a tight-knit plan! Or, let's be honest, I am totally don't need to go through that.