Clearly, the poutyface wasn't going to work this time. It made sense, seeing as Ian was just as eager to see the little French girl as he was. He relented with a sigh, but did NOT allow his other personality to take over their body. "So bossy. Yeh think she'll like that in the sack?" Ooh, naughty as always -- and he knew it'd shut Ian up within seconds.
When nothing but silence followed, he smirked, ambling his way out of the bathroom. He'd won -- for now, anyway.