France chuckled, smoothly walking over to them in his usual elegant manner. He came up close to them, wrapping an arm around both Spain and Prussia and hugging them close to his body. He really did enjoy this affectionate contact. He bent down to each, giving them both an enthusiastic peck on the cheek - he couldn't do his usual two in this position - and then rested his chin on Prussia's head. Spain was a bit too short for that. "Ah, j'adore my leetle gang," he teased them. "Have you two shrunk since the last time I saw you?" His fingers tapped along the side of Spain he was holding, appreciating her gentle curves - most wouldn't do so, partially because it was indeed slightly perverted and for fear of being kicked in the crotch. "I do theenk that teasing la petite anglais fleur sounds quite fun, mes amis," he declared brightly. "Now, where is it that you are planning to go? I do hope that they have good wine."