Imagine that. ( she laughs, shaking her head. it sounds like any parisian's dream, a night that could be anything. isn't that what they're all chasing, really, that kind of vast opportunity?
she watches him as he tastes the cake, her smile turning softer, amused. yes, her brother would truly like this man, and she wants to say it speaks in his favour, but that might be an old part of sylvie talking. a young part. an innocent part. in reality, it could be a warning sign, for all she knew. ) We'll have to be ready, then, won't we?
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she watches him as he tastes the cake, her smile turning softer, amused. yes, her brother would truly like this man, and she wants to say it speaks in his favour, but that might be an old part of sylvie talking. a young part. an innocent part. in reality, it could be a warning sign, for all she knew. ) We'll have to be ready, then, won't we?