"Rohadt életbe!(Damn!) I can't see them there's some guy blocking the way!" A brown haired girl cursed. " Erizaveta-chan, I found a better spot." An Asian man with short black hair said, motioning to his friend to come over. "Wow this perfect!" Elizaveta said looking though her binoculars.

Across the road, at an outside cafe, the French couple sat at one of the tables. A waiter approached them and held out a bottle of wine and two glasses. Francis gladly accepted and but Jeanne politely decline. The waiter nodded and placed down a glass of lemonade before taking there menus and heading back inside.

"You don't drink wine,Jeanne?" Francis asked as he poured a glass for himself. "Oui i do, but it's only a small amount." She said indicating with her fingers. "Besides I'm sure while I'm here I'm too young for it." Jeanne explained, taking a sip of her drink. "Je vais(I see). How old are you exactly?"

"I'm twenty."She said taking another sip. "And you're not really twenty-one, are you Francis." From across the street, Kiku and Elizaveta could see the Frenchman almost choke on his drink. "Quoi? Bien sûr, je suis.(Of course I am)" He said wiping his mouth. "Don't lie to me...How can trust you if you aren't honest."

Sky blue eyes stared into deep ocean blue eyes. "I suis desole(I'm sorry). Alright, I'm actually twenty six." He sighed. Jeanne stayed quieted before chuckling. "Now was that so hard to say." She smiled. "Huh? But I'm more that four years older than you, Jeanne." The waiter returned and set down their lunch.

"I know, merci monsieur, but why would you not tell me? Sure Marie and Annabelle might find something wrong, like with your reputation, but it's my life and I'll control it." She stated. From their hiding place, Kiku and Elizvata observed the couple interact. "Wow Francis-san is rearry frustered."

The Hungarian girl giggled and continued to make notes. "It is strange. But incredibly cute at the same time,even if it is Francis" She gushed. "True." A small ding emanated from Kiku's pocket and the boy had to put down his binoculars to answer. "Oh It's Alfred-san. He says the meeting starts in two hours." The Japanese informed.

"I see.I'm going to guess that vibration in my pocket was the same text message." Elizaveta said, looking back at the couple."Same for Francis, he just checked his phone." She sighed and started packing up her stuff. "We'll we did great work today, don't your think?" "Hai I agree. These pictures wirr come out beautifury."

"So now that you both are finished can we go? I got leaved in my shirt and my hair is a mess." Elizaveta chuckled and helped her husband up. " Oh Roddy, if you didn't want to come you didn't have to." Kiku knelt down and gently shook the Greek sleeping on the grass. "Heracres, time to-ah!"

A hand had snaked it's way around Kiku's slender waist and pulled him down on the, fake, sleeping man."H-Heracres! This is very inappropriate behavior!" The Greek just smirked and stole a quick kiss. FLASH! "Heracres!" Elizaveta chuckled at the couple and tucked away her camera. "Come on you two. Lets get back."

Returning to the pair having lunch, it seemed Francis had come clean about most things. "I see...well I do appreciate you telling me all this." Jeanne said. "And I'm happy to know more about the man I'm seeing." She smiled. "We'll I'm over joyed as well ma chere. And I swear I will never leave you."

"Francis it's fine, I know how guys like you are. Don't worry." The two finish their meal and Francis set down some money. "I should get back soon and prepare for the meeting." He explained. "Is there any where I should drop you off? It wouldn't be right to just leave you for work." He added turning to Jeanne.

"Well Annabelle texted saying they were going to stop for a lunch at a small cafe near our hotel. I can make it there myself. " Francis too her hand. "Are you sure? I don't mind escorting you. " She placed her other hand over his. "Oui I'm sure. Good luck at the meeting." The Frenchman leaned down and place a kiss on her hand.

"Stay safe. Adieu." "Adieu, je te verrai après."(I'll see you later.) Jeanne turned and headed off down the street and Francis down the other way. Both turning back to look back at each other.