Vilain looks at the president who simply nods. Vilain steps away, waving for Landa to follow. "What was that about the penthouse? I'm afraid you may have confused me with Sergent-chef Chéreau. He's the senior NCO here at the academy. He was also the one who picked up Jean from Prussia."

"If you'll follow me please" He says to Hans and Viktoria taking a step towards the academy buildings. He offers his arm to Weiss, grinning slightly. "Mademoiselle?" He asks hopefully.

Vilain laughs. "Right." He says. "I'm from the DGSE. I'm an intelligence officer." Vilain chuckles. "Read into that what you will. In my line of work, I find it quite helpful to meet people who may be able to help me. You strike me as a good friend to have. Now, at this moment, I don't need anything from you. However, it's always good to know people. And it's also worthy of note that I always take care of my friends."

Vilain pauses for a second. "Don't read too much into my line of work. I would never insult you by trying to get you to betray your country or anything of that variety. As I said, it's just good to know people." Vilain smiles, fully expecting what he's said to sound somewhat ridiculous.

Jean leads the Kaiser's family into the buildings and towards the officer's quarters. He leans down closer to Weiss. "You know, everything I say to you, I say quite seriously. With that being said, I still find all of this as hilarious as Blake does." He chuckles as he leads them into the hallway where visiting dignitaries are staying. Several Republican Guardsmen stand outside of several of the rooms. 

Vilain laughs. "I've never had anyone see it that way before and then thank me. You're welcome, I suppose. It is my hope that nothing I ever ask of you will give the Kaiser pause. As I have said, I have no wish to push your loyalties in any way."

Jean laughs. He points to the Kaiser's room. "Miss, I assume you would like to stay with the Kaiser. There is his room. And Hans." He points to the room directly across from the Kaiser's, a Republican Guardsman stands next to it. "That one will be yours."

Jean looks back to Weiss. "Don't take it like that. Admittedly, I do find it very funny. Mostly because you have no reason to be embarrassed. You've had quite a respectable, and if I do say so myself, handsome young man take an interest in you. What's to be embarrassing about?" He asks innocently.

Jean sighs. "I do wish you would stop mentioning that. I regret it and I've sworn off alcohol." He grins slightly. "I also notice you chose not to comment on my being handsome." He chuckles. "Still doesn't explain your embarrassment, after all, the Bavarians aren't here."

He steps over to the room next to Hans' room. He unlocks it and then hands her the key. "This one will be yours. The complimentary Republican Guardsman should be here shortly. They're a bit overwhelmed by the number of people who actually took my father up on his invitation." Jean steps back from the door.

Jean turns. "Hey Blake. How's it going? I recall you having guards with you last time I saw." He says with a grin.

Jean sighs and throws his arms up. "I'll be entirely honest, I have no clue what's going on there." He drops his arms and shrugs. "I get a week of leave after graduation before I'm assigned and sent to my unit. I'm going to see if she wants to spend it with me. I'll ask her later."

In a rare moment of seriousness, Jean's smile disappears. "Never." He says firmly.

And just like that, it's gone. He grins. "You think she will?"

Jean, having several inches and at least 20 lbs on the smaller woman, laughs at the threat. "I'm going to have to take that threat pretty seriously. You're military after all. I vaguely remember someone calling you Captain. And you carry yourself like a soldier." Jean smiles and leans against the wall.

"I spend too much time with Vilain, damn spooks. You start noticing things after a while." He shrugs. "So what do you do for the Prussian military then?"