The jihadi bridal march, it seems, is music to young New Zealand women's ears, its siren song luring them to very bad places.
The head of the SIS, Rebecca Kitteridge no less, has reported on the droves of sheilas shipping themselves into Iraqi and Syrian love nests. Kitteridge held John Key, Andrew Little and the rest of Parliament's intelligence and security committee spellbound as she reported on this development.
Of course, as droves go, this exodus - if you'll pardon the Hebraic allusion - is on the light side. Despite our magnificent spying apparatus - Five Eyes and all that - we don't know how many women are throwing themselves into the arms of beheading-happy hunks.
Pressed on the issue, Kitteridge said there were "fewer than 12" women concerned, which is tantalisingly imprecise. Would that be 11 fewer, perhaps? Ten fewer?
Nor did "we" know with any certainty why they went, Kitteridge admitted, or what they did when they got there, and she could not comment on whether any had returned to New Zealand. Of course, that doesn't mean we don't have Isis-trained killer brides roaming our streets. Maybe we do. Maybe we don't. She's just saying.