The usually smooth and superb Norman Rose (ya'll will get a double dip of him next weekend) doesn't really disappoint here as a womanizing, financially ne'er-do-well frenchman who's overextended himself at a local gambling parlor. When informed that his credit is revoked and that he owes the parlor (which recently became the property of organized crime) a big debt, he scoffs...informing the manager that he's just about to be betrothed to a well known local and very rich woman.

Later at her estate, playing tennis while a thunderstorm is approaching in the distance, Rose's character admires a large statue of Venus on the mansion grounds. The lady has a male friend also there who remarks that the statue was the "Venus d'Ile" and was once worshiped by the people in the area. Rose, meanwhile, is having trouble with his swing...he says his ring is to blame, and decides that a great place to put it would be the Venus statue's hand until he finishes his game. Bad idea. The male friend admonishes him, saying that if he puts a ring on the thing's finger she will interpret that to mean he wants to marry her.

Whoops...the game's finished, rain is starting to pour down and now Rose's character can't get the ring off of the statue... 