Claude was walking back to his hotel, very confused by what he had seen, when he saw the CIA guy go speeding past.
Shortly after, he saw a bus go past which didn't say out of service rush past with tha=e lights on and with no passengers on, so he jumped on the back and sat on the bumper.
Yay! Je vais châtrer tu!
Je suis un herrisson et un arbre!
Long live venezuelan olives and all donuts!