piwakawaka: (Wellington)
Tiwa ([personal profile] piwakawaka) wrote2008-09-30 01:56 am

Antoine in Wellington

The door opens onto a patio that's full of a huge family working on a barbeque and other things.

There's a view over a city with a horseshoe harbor and a wind that threatens to blow you over if you walk the wrong way.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Remind me to take you some time when my door does not open onto a desert."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, but that is the tourist view. I know Paris like the back of my hand."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-18 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
He just grins and nods in response to that.

As they pass the Maori man, he bobs his head in what he hopes is an acceptably respectful manner, and, all in all, seems fairly overwhelmed. There's much too much to see.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that."

As he's a little less likely to be run over in that case.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
He sits as he's told, leaning one elbow on the table and running his free hand through his hair.

"I suppose francs wouldn't be an acceptable currency here?"

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
He has no idea what an eftpos card is, but that's okay.

Smiling back at the waitress, he manages a slightly awkward, "Thank you," before taking the menu.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Figuring that she knows the menu better than he does, Antoine contents himself with reading what he can of the menu before having it taken.

As for beer, well. Getting drunk at noon isn't something he usually does, so he goes with the glass of water provided.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Not too hungry?" he says, almost questioning his own metabolism.

"I'd be fine with most anything."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
He nods in response, and takes one of the smaller wedges to munch on.

As for the view of life going by, it's rather like watching a zoetrope, he thinks.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
"It's lovely," he says, after a moment's thought.

"It's full of life. Lively, I think is the word. There is a lot to see, even if you are not looking very carefully. Ah - that is not what I meant to say. Perhaps - there is a certain degree of..."

He trails off, gesturing and trying to find the correct words.

"Community? There are a lot of people."

Yeah, his train of thought left without him.

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes - it is. Paris - sometimes people are less ..."

More gesturing.

"Tight-knit. But she still has her merits."

[identity profile] ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com 2008-11-19 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"The world is always dangerous. Just less so if you have someone to watch your back. Like you and your family."