"No, that was just a wild deer, I believe," Fabrice says, with a smile he hopes is convincing. "I think he might have just accidentally wandered a bit, in search of food."

"Isaac. That's a nice name," he tells Bach. "And no worries. I'm fine, if a little embarrassed," he admits. "It's like those old dreams where you're standing in front of your class naked."

"Luckily, I don't live too far from here."