12-26-2014, 06:15 PM
Enzo's eyes fluttered a series of surprised blinks. He'd never encountered a stranger so forthcoming before. Américaine he surmised. She knew the man from the street, Sebastian.
"Sébastien,"
Enzo greeted although he kept his distance. "You're looking more healthy. Do you remember?"
His tone was polite since he was raised by good people. Yet he kept his hands free and clear.
Her name was Emily, and the touch of French was a sweet gesture. Although he was mindful of the previous warning. "Enchanté Émilie,"
Enzo replied, "but we should be careful. I hear you can get a ticket for using French in public around here."
As though on cue, one of the Kremlin Red Devils passed by on patrol. Cold eyes met Enzo's, who nodded in return. "Sir,"
he said, but his greeting went unacknowledged.
"Sébastien,"
Enzo greeted although he kept his distance. "You're looking more healthy. Do you remember?"
His tone was polite since he was raised by good people. Yet he kept his hands free and clear.
Her name was Emily, and the touch of French was a sweet gesture. Although he was mindful of the previous warning. "Enchanté Émilie,"
Enzo replied, "but we should be careful. I hear you can get a ticket for using French in public around here."
As though on cue, one of the Kremlin Red Devils passed by on patrol. Cold eyes met Enzo's, who nodded in return. "Sir,"
he said, but his greeting went unacknowledged.