Poor Falco, he’s been busy non-stop for 48 hours, up in the mountains chased by renegade monks and harrassed by Communist girls, downtown servicing Fiats and wrangling smelly Anarchists, guarding Mayann’s honour and sweet-talking Father Pietro, and now he gets to hear this.
But there’s MOCHI.
MOCHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Being harassed by communist girl totally worth all this trouble!
Mais, par malheur, si le Falco Aux jeux de l’amour vaut son prix…