The streets of Paris buzzed with people in the afternoon hours. Arthur Krikland, who had just left a meeting with this country's personification, sat at a small café sipping his tea and looking over several documents. 'It's getting late..' The Brit thought as he looked across to a tavern on the other side of the street.
BRRRRR! A small vibration emanated from Arthur's pocket give the owner a brief startle. Arthur reached into his pocket and flipped open his phone. "IGGY! ARE YOU HOME YET?" Pulling the phone away, the Brit sighed not bothering to hide his irritation.
"No Alfred I'm not home yet. I still have one last thing to get done" Arthur explained to his idiotic boyfriend. "But Iggy I miss you." Alfred whined. Giving another sigh Arthur looked across the street to the tavern in time to see a young woman exit. "Listen I have to go, I'll be back soon."
After saying two quick "I love you" s, Arthur left some money for the waitress and crossed the street. Upon entering the tavern notice that is was very well in kept. 'I guess the frog and his friends haven't been here before.' Arthur walked up to the bar and stopped the man before he disappeared.
"Excusez-moi monsieur. Mais puis-je vous poser quelques questions s'il vous plaît?" *Arthur asked, in his flawless French. "Bien sûr, mon garçon. Quelle est votre question?"* The man asked a cheerful smile on his face." C'est sur cette jeune serveuse qui vient de quitter."*
Well I wonder who that young waitress was. Let's continue and find out. Please comment and let me know what you think.
Translations:
1) Excuse me Sir. But may I ask you some questions please?
2) Of course my boy. What is your question?
3) It's about that young waitress that just left.