I call you with an Spanish name Ma’am, so it’ll guarantee your unpredictability for a while — say, till I finish my French and buy the soonest ticket for Valladolid.

P.S. A friendly reminder: Every man has deep and narrow holes, made from his past. Any excavation on such holes of a man is, emmm, not so prohibited at all, but may lead to being abandoned like a hole-ful woman. Sorry Ma’am.
P.S. I used to be a man, since I ran out of space for my boyish collections.