Oh, and France! I made a sculpture for you. In return for the olives.

....so you're saying I'm a giant cock?

No, no! It's a good luck charm!

And a windchime.

Why are you offended? I thought you liked phalloi.

When I'm not being called one.

. . . well, there go the plans for the female nude in the Greek style. As apparently I'd be calling you a woman.

.... I never said that

Oh well! I'm sure someone will like it.

Dammit, Rome.

Give it to me

I'll drop it off during my driving lesson!

....please don't drive here

Why not?

...I like my streets the way they are

I love everything you make, Grandpa!

He makes love to me.

France! That. That has nothing to do with anything.

It's something you make, therefore Italy loves it.

It's really more 'doing' than 'making,' isn't it . . . ?

....oh that's Romantic. 'Hey Italy, your grandpa likes doing me'.

It's more accurate.

.....fuck you. Tonight you are not doing or making anything with me. At all.

Didn't you have England penciled in tonight, anyway?

Hm.

Yey! I like everything you do, Grandpa