Ok, so back to where Gavin left off. I sorta blew up my eyebrows (nf, Sam, NF) with one of my concoctions, so we had to hurry up and get out of there cause some alarm started blaring. Thing is, the cops show up, along with the fire department, so we finally decide that we have an urgent need to get out of the country. Long story short, we make it to Paris, France, the most romantic place in the world (Sam's words, not mine. Personally, I prefer Ireland.)