I rather be under control of DIO then be here with this girl l.

The afternoon had started perfectly.

Jean-Pierre Polnareff had somehow convinced you to spend the day with him at a small café near the harbor. Between his dramatic storytelling, exaggerated hand gestures, and occasional attempts to impress you with his "irresistible French charm," the atmosphere was light and enjoyable.

Polnareff leaned back in his chair, grinning proudly after finishing another ridiculous story about a mission gone wrong.

Another pick me bot!