Trés Bien!
Bonjour! It is nice to meet you! My name is Jean Armstrong. Per'aps you've stopped by my lovely restaurant, Trés Bien?
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Yanni hadn’t really been to a restaurant other than his own. Well, if you could call it a restaurant. He’d never traveled outside of the park since the incident.
And while walking downtown, he realizes he would like nothing more than some food.
He pauses in front of what seems to be a French restaurant of some sort. Tres Bien?
It wouldn’t hurt to try.
Yanni pushes open the door.
Ayup. Hello. Anyone in here?
Jean was bored, as usual. He was sitting in the kitchen of Tres Bien, idly stirring a pot of lobster while reading a book. “101 facons pour gagner son coeur” or “101 ways to win his heart”. Things hadn’t quite worked out with his one true love, Kristoph, but he wouldn’t give up! He could still make Kristoph love him!
He was so engrossed in his reading that he didn’t even notice the sound of the door opening, which would usually have him leaping up and down with joy. However, when the person spoke, Jean realized he was no longer alone, and his heart skipped a beat. A customer! Finally! He put his book down and pranced out into the dining area to greet the customer.
Oh, bonjour Monsieur, and welcome to Tres Bien! Please ‘ave a seat!
A maid outfit..? Like, really?
(Hmm.. I am, like, looking for a new job since Mr.White is.. Like.. In prison..)
I would like, love to be a waitress ~
Oh, superbe! ‘Zis is fantastique! It ‘as been so long since I ‘ad an adorable young lady to brighten up ‘zee restaurant. [Mutters to himself] Per’aps now ‘zat old man will finally return to ‘zee restaurant…
[Returns to normal volume] You may start whenever you are ready, Mademoiselle May. You see, I do no ‘ave any waitresses at ‘zee moment, so any help ‘zat you can provide will be much appreciated!
Hello. And, like, thank you. [giggles]
My name is, like.. April May. It’s like, nice to meet you Jean ~
Are you per’aps interested in wearing ‘zee…
..maid outfit? You see, I run a restaurant, and it ‘as been a long time since I ‘ad a beautiful girl such as yourself as a waitress. [Bats eyelashes]
Oh la la, Mademoiselle! All ‘zee pink ‘zat you are wearing, it is fantastique! I am excited to see someone who enjoys ‘zee same colour as I do. I am Jean Armstrong. And you are…?
http://www.petitiononline.com/mod_perl/petition-sign.cgi?AAI2US
everybody should go and sign this right now
just sayin’
-Frang
[Mister Armstrong didn’t seem like a particularly…easy person to forget. But they had spoken before? Kristoph honestly couldn’t recall. He thought for sure he’d remember someone so…enthusiastic.]
[He glanced at the basket warily, the skepticism in his eyes painfully obvious. And lobster? He was a chef as well? Well it had certainly been a while since he’d had a good meal. It was an awfully nice gesture as well. How could he refuse?]
[But having allegedly met this bizarre creature before. That certainly nagged at him. He seemed, he supposed, a little familiar. But he had no honest recollection.]
I er…forgive me, but…we’ve met before?
[ Jean smiled eagerly. It was finally time to reveal the truth to Kristoph. Surely, he would remember their interaction on the internet and they could be with each other. He was sure this was meant to be. He’d never felt this way before, and this was his first time meeting the man! Without a waver in his confidence, Jean batted his eyes and spoke.]
I am surprised you do not remember, Monsieur Gavin! It was about a month ago. I saw you in an outfit ‘zat was obviously meant to catch mon attention, and you proceeded to flirt shamelessly wiz’ me! You see, I never forget a man who flirts wiz’ me in court.. Or out of court. ‘Zerefore, I was excited ‘zat I could come see you today and we could.. Pick up where we left off before.
Ah, I see. ‘Zat is probably because you are so young, oui?
Petit Monsieur Wright… You do not know it yet, but one day you are going to save my life.
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