Rendezvous in Paris Page #2

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I'll definitly get another one.

Then you'll find another girl to help you pass time.

Do you have a telephone?

- No.

Want my number?

No, that's not neccessary,

i wouldn't call anyway.

I'll come back here every morning.

- I'll go on vacation next week.

Well then, goodbye.

Do you know the "Dame Tartine"

in Beaubourg?

The "Dame Tartine"? Yes.

- I'll be there tonight at around seven.

Hello. I'd like some honey.

There's light and dark one. Which one shall i take...

- There's liquid and solid one.

Solid. Cevenne honey. Thanks.

That's 28 francs.

Wait, i can't find my wallet.

Sorry, i can't take it...

Don't worry.

I'm sorry, Monsieur.

I'm so angry.

This totally annoys me.

This has never happened to me.

No, it was my fault.

I'm far too lightheaded.

What was in it?

My ID, my driver's licence,

all my cards from university...

Yes, the door rang.

I'll call you back, mum. Bye.

Who is it?

- Esther Mancoffier?

That's me.

I think this is yours.

- My wallet! Come in.

That's wonderful! Where did you find it?

- At the market in Montparnasse.

I couldn't come earlier,

i had a lecture to attend.

Sit down!

Of course, the money is missing.

But the cards are still there, those are the most important.

I think i only had 50 francs in it anyway.

No good deal for him.

Where did you find it?

- It was lying on the ground.

Since your address was in it,

i wanted to bring it myself,

instead of going to the police.

But i couldn't come earlier because of the lecture.

Come on!

I have no idea how to thank you.

- So it was good that i brought it.

I'm glad you even picked it up!

- I almost fell over it.

I was in a hurry,

so i walked behind the stands.

Of course.

Nobody saw him there.

You know when it happened?

No.

No.

A guy that started talking to me

and then i couldn't get rid of him anymore.

And he even looked good! Very gallant for a gigolo.

Too gallant, to be rude like that.

He was playing shy.

One of the kind,

that doesn't show his feelings towards his girlfriend,

but then again starts chatting with strangers.

With exactly the right amount of clumsiness

that is neccessary

in order to not get dumped immediately.

Those are the most dangerous.

As a gigolo or as a thief?

- Both. I heard about something like that once.

A guy once followed a friend of mine

and actually stole her wallet.

Just an average kind of guy.

Employee, with tie and all.

No, mine was very different.

It was neither the kind that takes drugs,

or has no money of his own...

Strange!

For 50 francs? That doesn't pay off.

He'd have to go somewhere else each time.

I'd rather go beg for money.

Why? Stealing is at least exiting.

Especially when you're hitting on someone while doing it.

You don't seem very angry.

It amuses me that he had such bad luck.

If i met him again, i'd laugh in his face.

I wouldn't. Such things make me furious.

Half past 6 already.

Do you know if there's a bus to Les Halles from here?

Better take the metro at St. Sulpice.

Where exactly do you want to go?

To a caf in Beaubourg,

"Dame Tartine". You know it?

No. You want to go to the "Dame Tartine"?

That's really strange. Imagine...

I don't know how to explain it to you.

When my thief was about to leave

and i didn't want to have his phone number,

he said, that he's be at "Dame Tartine" at 7.

A thief that asks for a date, strange!

Are you sure it was him?

Who else?

If it wasn't him, he'll be there.

Come with me then to make sure.

I don't want to disturb you.

You're not. I'm amused by such stories.

Ok, i'll come with you.

I'd be surprised to see him there.

It suits me well for anther reason aswell.

But i can't explain that now, maybe later.

You've heard enough secrets for now.

- That's fine with me aswell.

I can't tell you why at the moment.

But you'll see anyway.

We'll both see.

Do you like Beaubourg?

- No.

Yes, of course. It's pretty.

I love it.

But the people hanging around on the floor,

i don't like them.

But there's only few of those.

I don't think so.

It's not the old mysterious Paris anymore.

In the gardens of the Palais Royal

there are really funny little passages.

But these are no Parisians!

- True.

Those provincials...

Were you born in Paris?

No, maybe that's why.

I'm born in Montpellier.

I'm born in Paris.

- Ah, so you're a real Parisian.

What's up?

- Let's go that way.

There he is, my friend. Can you see him?

What? Listen, Aricie...

- What?

Oh, nothing.

- But that's not the...

The thief? No. Is this your boyfriend?

- Yes.

No, not yet.

- I really don't want to disturb you.

It's good that you're here.

I don't really trust him.

Let's see what you think.

He seems extremely clingy, calls me four times a day...

Tell me what you think of him. I'd like to hear your opinion.

Well then, ok.

Horace, Esther.

- Pleased to meet you.

Sit down!

- I really don't want to disturb you.

You're not. It's good that you're here.

From here you can observe everything.

Infact she's expecting someone.

May i tell him?

- Yes.

A young man, goodlooking.

A thief, a real one!

No thief of hearts.

How do you want to know that?

- That's why you came with me.

Of course.

He won't come.

- How do you know?

You look so confused!

I am.

You know, we're very old friends.

- Since childhood.

We tell each other everything.

Oh really?

- He's believing us!

We've only known each other for an hour.

- Why didn't you let him believe otherwise!

Empty.

Empty.

A guy stole it on the market.

He was really goodlooking and very charming.

Maybe the thief wasn't him afterall.

If he shows up, it wasn't him for sure.

Then i'll fall around his neck.

He still doesn't get it.

- Not really.

Think!

I have to make a call.

Strange story! - You've really known

each other only for such a short time?

Yes. I had found her wallet

and brought it over to her place.

And the story with the thief?

He followed her and stole it.

- But why will he come here?

He pretended to hit on her

and asked her for a date.

Here! That can't be.

- Yes, it's a real coincidence.

Coincidences exist!

But why here? Hard to believe, no?

Why of all places i have a date here?

Why of all places i have a date here?

Did you tell her about it?

- Only that i'll go to Beaubourg.

And she joined you.

I didn't know it would bother you so much.

I thought you'd be happy.

If you want, we leave.

Wait some more.

Very discreet,

she noticed that we talked about her.

True. But before she comes back

i have to tell you something.

I have to leave.

I just got an invitation to the South,

and i can really need a change of air.

It's too nasty in Paris at this time of year.

Well then, have a nice evening.

Esther, wait! Let me explain.

- Not neccessary. I got it..

Is it true, about the vacation?

- Of course.

You go out with girls,

i go on vacation with guys.

She doesn't mean anything to me.

- Doesn't look that way.

What then?

She said you run after her.

- Oh really? She calls me four times a day.

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