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says the dish is delicious.

It is more delicious

than anything

she has eaten in paris.

Hash. Phooey.

Ah, tres bien. Bravo,

madame la comtesse.

Bravo.

You're so quiet

all at once, eh?

Now what's

happened?

Hmm?

Don't pretend

innocent with me.

I see the look

in your eye.

Don't you try

fooling with-

stop nudging me,

you wicked old woman.

I'm not a child.

I'll go when i please.

I see him, that big lug

leaning there, that texas.

You going to

the cathedral,

and it should be

for confession.

Of course, angelique. Cupidon,

take the marketing home.

Stay with us

until we're safe.

Do whatever will please

the old crow.

Oh, what a lovely

chou- fleur.

Still there.

Who, angelique? Who?

"Who, angelique?

Who, angelique!"

You and your cauliflower head

- you're two of a kind.

We'll now go

to the cathedral.

Cupidon, go home

with your basket

and meet us later

at begue's.

We'll ride.

I'm tired. It's hot.

I'm hungry.

Yes, ma'am.

Nice time for a ride

out to the lake.

Ma'am.

I hate to see anybody

as plum beautiful as you

riding in a moth-eaten

old basket like this,

let alone those two nags

a- pullin' it.

If you'll do me the honor

of riding in my carriage...

i'm driving a pair of

long-tailed bays to the runabout.

Brought them

all the way from texas,

and they're beauties, and

they're thoroughbreds, just like-

well, that sounds terrible,

but i don't mean to

compare you, ma'am, to a-

but if you'll allow me,

ma'am, l-

i'll, uh, i'll set down

this cup of coffee.

I ain't gonna let you

do it. Do you hear me?

I ain't gonna

let you do it.

Beautiful.

I think he's beautiful.

Ah! I'll

punish him.

Allez. Vite, vite.

I'll take him and lock

him up with the savages.

I'll lock him up

on bread and water.

So madame la comtesse

enjoys talking

to loutish cowboys?

I didn't talk to him.

He talked to me.

Even your aunt bess-

shut up! Do you

want me to slap you

right here

on the street?

I wish

i could die now.

Your mama made me promise

to take care of you,

but it's no use.

Common, common dirt!

Ah, shh.

If you please, pay

attention to your prayers,

not to someone

who ain't there.

I'm only looking

for those dulaines.

The dulaines don't wear 90-gallon hats.

Here we is, ladies-

the famous begue's.

All the quality eats here.

Whoa.

What are you

dressed up coachman for?

You look like

a monkey on a string.

We got horses,

haven't we?

Packed some of my paris

stuff from home.

I'll fix up these

nags yet.

Splendid, cupidon.

I'll tell you what, it's

too late for begue's-

oh, no. We ain't

gonna drive around

to be seen and followed

by that texas.

Wait here.

Pay the man

and come on, cupid.

And if a cowboy in

a white hat comes along,

we ain't here.

It would

serve you right

if he had cupidon brought

into court as a billy goat.

Not for him-courtrooms.

I know the looks.

Probably wanted

in texas himself

and skipped out with

somebody's carriage and horses.

Oh, angelique, don't

let's quarrel anymore.

I meant it to be

such a happy day.

All right, baby,

we don't quarrel,

but just you keep your mind

on what you came out for.

And remember,

20 years ago,

your mama walked in here

like a queen.

Bonjour, madame-

but... no.

For a moment i thought

you were-

but, of course,

it isn't possible.

I've heard my mother speak

of you often, monsieur begue.

They say i resemble her.

I'm la comtesse de trignonai

du chenfrais.

Of course.

Of course.

This way,

if you please.

Oh, i am so sorry, madame.

This table is reserved

every sunday morning

for the family of dulaine.

Splendid.

They'd be delighted.

A relative,

you know.

I want everything that

you're famous for-

you and madame begue.

All the delicious things

mama used to describe

to me in paris.

She spoke of my food

in paris?

Ah. Leon.

May i suggest,

perhaps,

madame begue's

renowned crawfish bisque?

Oh, mais non.

Enchante.

C'est magnifique.

C'est delicieux.

Je prepare everything

with my own hands

pour vous,

madame la comtesse.

Is it?

Cupidon, my fan.

Bonjour, madame begue.

We are late.

I trust everything

isn't gone.

Don't stare, ninnies.

Will they recognize me,

do you think?

Shall i speak to them?

Shall i say to that girl,

"hello, sister"?

She's my half sister.

Ah, madame dulaine.

Bonjour.

Bonjour, madame.

But she said, ah,

she's a relative.

But she

said that-

who's that

at our table, mama?

What are

they doing?

Leaving.

Keep quiet.

Come.

We will go.

Stay where you are.

I'm not leaving.

First folks in a hurry

i've seen in new orleans.

Is this begue's?

It was begue's.

Is he coming?

Going right by.

Not looking,

either.

Hey, cookie.

Now, while he

ain't looking,

come, baby.

I'm not nearly finished.

I'm going to have

an omelet souffle,

and after that some

strawberries with thick cream.

Yeah, burst your corset.

Stuff yourself.

With a figure

like a cow,

you'll get yourself

a fine husband. Oh, yes.

Or maybe you've already

picked that texas vache.

He's used to

bulging sides.

Texas, texas. What do

i care where he's from?

I'm not even

looking at him.

Well, do look,

then.

Can't read

the menu even.

What's all

this stuff?

Where i come from,

we write our menus

in american.

Beef and beans-

that's what

he's used to.

Even leon

is amused.

Kind of steamy

here in new orleans.

Oui, monsieur.

If he were mine,

i would have for him

four-dozen

white handkerchiefs

of the finest linen,

and you would

embroider his initials

in the most

delicate scrolls.

Me?

Embroider

for that cowboy?

He's never even seen

a white linen

handkerchief.

And linen, too,

for his shirts, i think.

Fine pleated linen.

And his initials

on them, too.

Initials. Initials.

What initials?

His initials,

whatever they are.

I don't know what the

devil those rognons are,

but i'll take a chance.

Oui, monsieur.

They say everything here

is lickin' good.

Psst.

Now what are you

gonna you do?

Leon, tell monsieur

seated over there-

the gentleman with

the big hat and boots-

if he's having difficulty

in choosing his breakfast,

i'll be happy

to assist him.

Ask him if he wouldn't perhaps

prefer to be served at my table.

We're old friends.

Quickly.

Common.

Common as dirt.

Keep quiet, angelique, or i'll

send you away somewhere to starve.

Fellow over there

told me that you said-

won't you sit down?

Angelique,

wait in the hall.

Cupidon, bring

the gentleman's hat

from the other table.

Then you wait

in the hall, too.

Say, thanks.

Back where i come from,

we kind of like to

stay close to our hats

on account of not knowing

when we might have to pull

out of a place right quick.

Forgive me, but you look

so big sitting there.

As far as that goes,

you look kind of

funny yourself, ma'am,

with that white stuff

on your face.

Voila, madame.

Oh, wonderful.

Please serve

monsieur, too.

Oh, i see.

I don't know what

we're laughing at,

but i haven't had

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