A trail of rose petals, candles, and bouquets everywhere? I expected him to b curled up on a bearskin rug with a bottle of champers covering his flute-and-corks. But Ioan knows better, and so he's donned his very best Come Hither suspenders and unbuttoned his shirt just-so, as if to say, "Dearest lady, you can rip this right off, if you can get past my chastity straps. GO."