Lisbon, or bust

"I know no one over there," she told her friend with glee as they schemed their abroad plans. "But, my professor is hooking me up. She's given me a list of contacts. Who knows what will come of them. There's one that looks interesting, though. His name is Geronimo and appears to be our age. I've only heard that he is a womanizer, and I can only imagine myself during an intimate predicament with him yelling his name: Geronim-O!"