Antoine in Wellington

[piwakawaka]

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.

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[piwakawaka]

"Allons-y, that sounds right too, all full of movement."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"Doesn't it? Some phrases are very ..."

He gestures widely with his arms.

"Descriptive?"

[piwakawaka]

"Oh yes, teach me another one."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"Bonne chance is good luck?"

[piwakawaka]

"Bonne chance, that's really pretty. What's one of your favorite phrases?"

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"Le coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point. The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of."

He says it quietly, eyes directed at his feet as he smiles, a little shyly. It's a true phrase, as far as he's concerned.

"Blaise Pascal Pensées."

[piwakawaka]

He's given a very serious headtilt and then a hug,

"You'll find her again."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

He pats her on the back as she hugs him, smiling a little ruefully.

"We'll just hope she doesn't kick me out as I deserve."

[piwakawaka]

"Of course she won't, you'll just charm her and kiss her and you'll yell and everything will be well."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"All's well that ends well."

He crosses his fingers.

[piwakawaka]

"Love conquers all."

She says it quite seriously and kisses him on the nose.

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

To which he responds with a chaste kiss on the cheek, just as she pulls back.

"Que mes baisers soient les mots d'amour que je ne te dis pas."

[piwakawaka]

"What's that mean?"

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"Kisses are the unspoken words of love."

[piwakawaka]

"Oh, it sounds much prettier the way you said it."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"French is called the language of love."

[piwakawaka]

"I'll have to remember that next time a boy kisses me."

Not that they do it very often but might help.

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

He raises both of his eyebrows at her, but ...

Don't kiss and tell, right?

[piwakawaka]

She shrugs and tries to get the last bit of her gelato,

"Usually just friends with me."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"Who am I to assume things?" he asks cheerily, "There are many kinds of love. Each one beautiful in its own right."

[piwakawaka]

"They just don't see me that way is all."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"Why not?"

Witness the slightly frowny-face.

"You're charming, pretty, smart, and a - a slew of other, ah, adjectives. If you told me they were blind or dumb, I might believe that."

[piwakawaka]

"Don't know, just haven't so far and I'm not that pretty not like Meg."

[ecrivez-moivite.livejournal.com]

"I couldn't make an honest comparison as I haven't seen Meg, but, pah. You're a lovely girl."

[piwakawaka]

"Just she smiles and boys fall over, but that's not really important. What's your lady like?"