As I leaned into and swung the door open to the Mansion, I started fighting back both a giggle and a reverent tongue-in-cheekness across my now pursed lips. I walked myself over to the PA system and I tap the microphone. As the visceral nails-on-a-chalkboard screeches and rattles across the forum threads , I look around to my currently nonexistent should-be-captive audience. "Miss a Miss Bella, oui oui mon cheri?"