Xena and Gabrielle go to Paris (Click on thumbnails for larger pics) |
G: Here we are in Paris, Xena. This is our hotel. X: Hm. Looks nice enough. |
X: Twin beds? We haven't had twin beds since episode 37. G: I guess we can deal with that. X: Heh. You got that right. |
X: (satisfied grin) |
X: This is Paris, not Egypt, right? G: It's called the Louvre. It's a museum. X: Interesting. |
X: Ah, Notre Dame. It's got a great view. Wanna? G: You...in a church? X: Me...in a tower. There's a difference. G: Oh. OK (smirk). |
X: Now this Napoleon fellow, he knew how to make a monument (thumbing over shoulder) G: He just commissioned it. Chalgrin was the architect. X: Yeah. Whatever. Big, isn't it? |
G: Talk about big. Good grief. X: Come on! Let's go up! |
X: What's that lady looking at? G: I think she wants to use the telescope. X: Oh. (to lady) Nice view, eh? Lady: I wouldn't know. You're hogging the telescope. X: (reaches for chakram) |
G: Whoa! Put the sword away, Xena. It's a Metro train, not a 3 headed hydra. X: Sorry. (sheepish grin) |
G: Hey, Xena. (singing) Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada . X: What? G: Mocha Choca lata ya ya. (chuckle) X: Hey, Gabrielle? G: Hm? X: (singing) Voulez vous coucher avec moi...ce soir. G: What? |
X: The Seine is beautiful at night, isn't it? G: Yeah. Cold as a witch's... X: C'mere... |
X: Hey wanna go climb that tower again? G: No! |
G: What is it with you and towers? X: This is Sacre Coure, Gabrielle. You insist on going to churches, and I'll insist on climbing the tower. G: Fair enough. |
G: Heading to the coast. This is going to be beautiful, Xena. X: Man, this is a fast train! Whoo hoo! Er...yeah. Beautiful. Coast. Right. |
G: What is it with twin beds in this country? X: (shrug) Stuck in the 50's? |
G: Hey, Xena. Let's get wet! X: Last one in is a big smelly piece of French cheese! |
G: It's nice to go away, but it's good to be back home.. X: Amen. G: Did you just say amen? X: Centaur poop, I did, didn't I? Keep me away from those churches. G: Even if they have really high towers? X: Well...how high? |