Ah, France, home of my once neat and orderly apartment. Now I don't want to feel like a disaster magnet or anything, but we have had several disastrous missions here. When my coworkers come to town, no national monument is safe. Most of our mishaps have occurred in the vicinity of Paris, and there is a certain Inspector Clusine who probably wishes that I would simply move away, thus bringing peace and order back to his city.
Anyway, several of the French fiascos have been immortalized in reports, in the hopes that we'll look back on them and never do any of those things again!