"Is something wrong?" Charlotte asks as she and Cosima ride the chair lift.

"Huh?" Cosima responds, startled out of her stupor.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"You just seem like something is bothering you and you're really quiet today."

"I'm sorry, Charlotte, I guess I just have a lot on my mind."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

"I'm just thinking about something I'm doing later."

"What's that?"

"If I tell you, will you promise to keep it just between us?"

"Of course," Charlotte nods and holds out her glove covered pinky, "buddy bond, right?"

"Yeah, buddy bond," Cosima hooks her pinky with Charlotte's.

"So what's troubling you?"

"I'm going to dinner tonight with Delphine's parents."

"Ooh, meeting the parents."

"Actually, we've already met. I spent Christmas with them, but that was before Delphine and I were a couple."

"Were they scary or something?"

"No, not at all, they were great."

"So why are you nervous?"

"I didn't say I was nervous." Charlotte gives her a look. "Okay, you're right, I'm a little nervous. It's just, this is kinda major. Before, Delphine and I were just friends, but now we're dating and I want them to like me."

"Did they like you at Christmas?"

"Yeah, they seemed to."

"So why wouldn't they like you now? You're a scientist, so you're really smart like Delphine. You're funny and you make Delphine laugh all the time. You're really nice and Delphine is always smiling at you. And she likes to kiss you," Charlotte grins.

"Those are just things that Delphine likes about me."

"But if Delphine likes those things about you, then her parents will, too."

"Minus the kissing part, I hope."

I don't know, I've heard the French like kissing," Charlotte responds.

"They sure do," Cosima giggles. "You're right, though, Delphine said they want her to be happy and were cool with us dating, so I'm probably just stressing for nothing."

"I think you want to impress them, but I don't think you need to worry about that. If you treat Delphine well, that's what matters most to parents."

"You know, you're really wise. Thanks for the pep talk!"

"Anytime."

"Wait," Cosima notices their position on the lift, "how are we just now getting to the top?"

"We went around once already."

"We did? Why didn't you say something?"

"Because we were having an important conversation."

"Yeah, but I can think of one person who's not gonna be too happy with us," Cosima says as she lifts the bar and they begin to exit the lift.

As they get off, Delphine is waiting with her arms crossed, "Do I even want to ask?"

"Um, well, Charlotte and I were talking and sorta just lost track of where we were."

"Sorry, Delphine," Charlotte apologizes.

"Yeah, sorry," Cosima offers sheepishly.

"I'm just glad you're both alright. I was worried there might have been an emergency, but now that I know there wasn't, I want to see you two to get out there and work your little tushes off. If the group does well today, we may move on to the rouge piste tomorrow."

"Ooh, come on, Cosima," Charlotte skis towards the top of the slope.

"She's fearless now," Cosima notes.

"It's wonderful," Delphine nods. "Now go follow her lead."

Cosima joins her buddy and they head downhill in tandem as Delphine observes them with a proud smile.

When the lesson comes to an end, Charlotte turns to Cosima before leaving and gives her a thumbs up, "You got this."

"What did she mean by that?" Delphine asks.

"Don't be mad, but I may have mentioned we were going out with your parents tonight."

"I'm not mad."

"I know, I know, I'm not supposed to talk about our relationsh— wait, what?"

"It's fine."

"Who are you and what have you done with Delphine?" Cosima reaches up and feels her forehead.

"Stop," Delphine chuckles, swatting Cosima's hand away, "it's me. I've just given some thought to what Cal said the other day and realized there's no need to hide every aspect of our relationship from the children. I see that they're supportive of us and I want to be a positive influence on them. That doesn't mean I want it to be a focal point of the day, but I'm not going to go out of my way these next couple of days to withhold affection because it may be a distraction. If I want to say something sweet to you, or give you a little kiss, they can handle it."

"A kiss?" Cosima grins.

"A little kiss," Delphine emphasizes

"I can deal with little. How about a little one now?" Cosima puckers her lips.

"How about we go to lunch and I'll give you a big one when we're done?"

"Bigger is better," Cosima decides as she grabs Delphine's hand.

"How do I look?" Cosima asks as she spins around in a green leopard print, velvet mini dress.

"You look beautiful," Delphine raves.

"You sure it's okay?"

"Cosima, trust me, if we didn't have dinner to get to, seeing you in that dress would make me want to rip it off you and take you to bed."

"Oh, well then I hope you still feel that way when we get home tonight."

"We'll see," Delphine winks as she steps into her own dress. "Can you zip me up?"

"Wow, that dress," Cosima admires of the black and white knee-length colorblock dress with mesh top Delphine is wearing once she's secured the zipper, "is," she makes the ok symbol with her hand then turns it around and starts fanning herself.

"You're ridiculous." Delphine grabs Cosima's hand, "Let's go before we're late."

After a 20 minute drive to the town of Servoz, they park outside the restaurant. Delphine shuts the engine and turns towards Cosima, "Ready?"

Cosima nods, "As I'll ever be."

"Good," Delphine grins as they exit the car. She takes Cosima's hand in hers and gives it a squeeze as they enter the restaurant.

"Bienvenue à La Sauvageonne," the maitre d' greets them.

"Bonsoir, nous avons une réservation au nom de Cormier."

"Bien sûr, par ici s'il vous plaît," they follow him into the dining room.

Susanne, Xavier, Luc, and Danielle are already seated when they arrive at the table.

"Look at these two pretty ladies we have joining us this evening," Xavier announces as he rises to greet them and everyone follows suit.

"Joyeux anniversaire de mariage," Delphine gives each of her parents a big hug and kiss before moving on to greet Luc and Danielle.

"Cosima," Susanne opens her arms wide as she envelops her in a hug, "it is so wonderful you could join us."

"It's my pleasure. Happy Anniversary!"

"Merci, ma belle."

"Such a vision," Xavier admires as he hugs Cosima.

She slips something into his pocket, "Happy Anniversary!"

He takes a peek into his blazer pocket, sees the small bottles of aftershave, and gives her an appreciative wink.

"Cosima, lovely to see you again," Luc greets as he kisses her on both cheeks.

"Thank you for including me," Cosima smiles.

"It's so nice finally having another outsider," Danielle notes as she embraces Cosima.

"We're not that bad," Luc assures. "Most of the time."

They sit down at the round table, with Delphine seated with her mother to her right and Cosima to her left.

"How's Del been treating you on the slopes?" Luc asks as they peruse the menu.

"She's been great, I've learned a lot and haven't been falling nearly as much as when we began."

"Cosima has been a wonderful student," Delphine declares.

"Thank you. I do miss being your buddy, though."

"Oh, what happened?" Danielle asks.

"One of my students, Kira, had an accident and sprained her ankle, leaving her buddy all alone. Cosima, being exceptionally kindhearted, immediately offered to be her new buddy."

"Charlotte is a sweet kid, it was the least I could do."

"That was very nice of you, Cosima," Susanne commends.

As the waiter comes to take their order, Cosima, unable to read the very French menu, leans into Delphine and whispers, "Um, a little assistance, please."

"I think you'd like this," Delphine points to an entrée

Luc orders the 2005 Château Mont-Redon for the table, soupe à l'oignon for their first course, then tête de veau as his main dish.

"Tagine de porc aux fruits secs," Danielle orders.

Cosima reads the item Delphine selected, "Tataki de saumon au sésame, s'il vous plaît."

"Very good," Delphine praises before ordering for herself. "Coq au vin."

Susanne orders next, "Gigot d'agneau."

And Xavier last, "Entrecôte, mi-saignant."

"Parfait," the waiter remarks as he collects their menus.

"I ordered salmon, right?" Cosima double checks.

"Yes," Delphine laughs and gives her a reassuring kiss on the cheek.

"So what have you been doing besides skiing?" Xavier inquires. "I hope Delphine has been showing you around Chamonix."

"Yes, she has. She forced me to take a glacier trek on Saturday."

"I forced you?" Delphine asks incredulously.

"Practically, but it turned out pretty well. I mean, I survived, which is a feat in and of itself."

"Cosima was a bit nervous, but I assure you, I did not force her, she agreed to do it."

"Yeah, after we were already there. She neglected to tell me where we were even going that morning."

"Well, I knew if I told you, I'd never get you out of bed. And you enjoyed it, admit it."

"Yeah, I enjoyed finishing it," Cosima jokes. "Seriously, though, it was pretty amazing being out on the glacier, surrounded by mountains and the most incredible blue sky. And it was really cool that we ended up in Italy!"

"Which glacier did you cross?"

"Glacier du Geant," Delphine answers.

"Glacier du Geant," Susanne repeats. "Isn't that where the cable car got stuck in September?"

"Yes," Xavier nods, "I believe it was. Some passengers had to spend the night up there."

"What?" Cosima looks at them with wide eyes. "You're kidding?"

"Non, it happened," Susanne insists. "It was all over the news."

Cosima turns to Delphine, "Did you know about this?"

"Perhaps."

"And you didn't tell me? What if we had gotten stuck up there?"

"We didn't."

"But we could have."

"But we didn't," Delphine reminds. "You're fine."

"I could have frozen to death."

"I would have kept you warm."

"With Meggie watching?"

"Would you prefer I let you freeze or allow her to see me keep you warm?"

"Warm," Cosima decides, "definitely warm."

"I am certainly most happy that you both survived," Susanne grins.

"So am I," Delphine agrees. "Otherwise I wouldn't have had the opportunity to spend the following day ice skating. Cosima surprised me with a trip to the rink."

"Oh, do you ice skate, Cosima?" Luc asks.

"I do now."

"It was her first time and she was so cute, flailing around until she got the hang of it."

"I'm glad you enjoyed that part."

"Immensely," Delphine smiles and gives Cosima a little kiss on the lips.

A basket of bread is placed in the center of the table as they are each given a bowl of onion soup. After Luc tastes and approves the wine, the waiter pours a glass for each of them.

Luc hold his glass in the air and everyone does the same, "32 years of marriage and still just as mad about each other as ever. You have set an extraordinary example for Delphine and I of what true, lasting love is. As parents, you have given us so much in our lives, but nothing so great as showing us how to be caring and decent human beings. You lead by example and we are better people for having been raised by the two of you. Thank you, Maman and Papa, for bringing us into this world, for teaching me to be a husband and father, for teaching Delphine to always follow her heart, and for being the greatest parents anyone could ever ask for. Here's to you both!"

They all clink glasses. "That was lovely, thank you," Susanne praises with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, Luc, that was surprisingly eloquent," Delphine notes with a barely masked tear of her own.

"It was wonderful, my boy," Xavier states. "Delphine and Luc alternate who gives the toast every year," he explains to Cosima. "I think they're in competition to see who can deliver the sappiest speech."

"Sappy? Excusez-moi," Luc takes offense. "Sappy was the poem Delphine wrote and recited last year."

"That was not sappy," Delphine argues.

"It was a bit sappy," Susanne agrees, "but very sweet, mon ange."

"I didn't know you were a poet. I'm sure it was great," Cosima adds affectionately.

"Thank you. I don't normally write poems except for very special occasions. And since Luc got to give their 30th anniversary toast, I wanted to make it extra special for their 31st."

"It was incredibly special," Xavier says. "You're both wonderful children. And now I think we better start on the soup before it gets cold."

"I don't think I've ever had this this before, it's really tasty," Cosima notes.

"Oh yes, their onion soup is great, but nowhere near as divine as Maman's."

"I actually use an old recipe passed down from my great-grandmother. I taught it to you, as well, Delphine."

"I know, I'm just not as talented in the kitchen."

"What about the meal you prepared for me on New Year's Eve? That bouillabaisse was great."

"That was just reheating, preparing a meal from scratch is another story."

"Hey, you got pretty good at making s'mores."

"S'mores? What are these s'mores?" Xavier asks with confusion.

"Oh man, I can't believe none of you Cormiers know about s'mores. They're typically chocolate and marshmallow between two graham crackers, but you don't have those here so we used Speculoos cookies. Delphine actually surprised me with the ingredients and we made them over a fire."

"Yes and I burnt the first one," Delphine reminds.

"But you nailed the rest."

"They were quite delicious. Although I don't think you can equate making s'mores with making onion soup."

"Why not? Cooking skill is cooking skill, am I right?"

"I agree with Cosima," Susanne chimes in. "And now I'm craving those treats you described."

"Maybe your family can spread the word, get s'mores popular in France. The whole world should really be made aware."

"We'll do our best," Xavier laughs.

"Where's Sebastian tonight?" Cosima inquires as their bowls are cleared.

"He's home with Phinny," Luc answers. "I figure they're more than capable of watching over each other. What could possibly go wrong?"

"Don't listen to him," Danielle cuts in. "Both Sebastian and Phinny are spending the night with Adeline."

"Oh Mémé must love that," Delphine coos.

"Yes, surprisingly, Phinny is quite well-behaved at Mémé's. I can't say the same for when she's home with us. I've now lost a tennis shoe, a belt, one wool mitten, and a half dozen socks."

"She does have a fondness for chewing on Luc's things," Danielle giggles.

"It's so funny when it's not your clothing she's destroying. I now have six pairs of mismatched socks." Everybody erupts in laughter at Luc's bellyaching. "Yeah, yeah, have your fun. Especially you, my dear sister. Wait until I return the favor one day with a crazy puppy of your very own. Or worse, a cat with sharp claws that I'm sure would love to use your fancy black leather couch as a scratching post."

Delphine gasps, "You wouldn't."

Luc shrugs, "I do have a spare key to your apartment."

"I'm changing my locks when I get back to Paris."

"Okay, my children, behave," Susanne reprimands. "I'm sure Phinny will be trained soon, no need to threaten your sister."

"Thank you, Maman," Delphine sticks her tongue out at Luc.

"Oh, just in time," Xavier announces as their main course arrives.

"Saved by the veal," Cosima jokes as Luc's plate is placed in front of him. Cosima shrugs as her American joke goes over the heads of her French companions and digs into her salmon. "Oh, good choice, Delphine."

"I'm glad you like it," Delphine smiles as she bites into her meal.

"What do you have?"

"Coq au vin, it's chicken in a wine sauce. Want to try it?" Cosima nods and Delphine brings her fork up to Cosima's lips.

"Mmm, that's great, too."

"Here," Delphine cuts into her chicken and passes half to Cosima, "why don't we share."

"Good idea," Cosima does the same, giving half her salmon to Delphine.

"You never share your food with me," Danielle complains to Luc.

"Because we never order anything the other likes," he responds.

"Maybe we should start."

"Maybe, but right now I'd like to eat this veau." Danielle glares at him as he digs in. "Delphine, if Danielle and I don't make it to our 32nd wedding anniversary, just know it was your fault for this gross display," he points between the two of them and their merged plates.

"Perhaps I chose the wrong Cormier to marry," Danielle jests as she pokes her husband in the ribs playfully.

"No, I think you chose wisely," Cosima says as she gives Delphine a kiss.

"Mon amour, would you like a taste of my steak," Xavier offers Susanne.

"Merci," she takes the bite and returns the favor with a slice of her lamb.

"We started a trend," Cosima observes.

"It would appear so," Delphine agrees.

They continue to make small talk throughout the meal. As they finish up, and their plates are cleared, Luc turns to Cosima, "When do you head back to the states?"

"Sunday night."

"Oh, that's soon. Do you start classes right away?"

"Classes start the following Monday, but I have some labs I need to attend to prior to that."

As they continue to talk about Minnesota, Delphine falls silent. Susanne reaches for Delphine's hand and gives it a loving squeeze. Delphine looks over at her mother and gives her a half-hearted smile.

"Excuse me," Susanne announces, "I need to powder my nose." She gives Delphine a look and a pull of her eyes in the direction of the restroom.

"I'll join you," Delphine says as realization of her mother's intentions sink in.

"How are you, sweetheart?" Susanne asks once they're in the ladies room.

"I'm fine," Delphine assures.

"Delphine, I have been your mother for 28 years, do not start lying to me now. I saw your face change and your body tense when Cosima said she was leaving Sunday night."

Delphine takes a stuttering breath, "I guess the reality of the situation just hit me. I knew the date was coming, but the closer we get, the more I try to forget."

"I understand. This is not an easy situation you're in."

"No, it's not," Delphine shakes her head and bites her lip. "I so don't want Sunday to come, but I know I can't stop it. I wish I could just hit the pause button and remain in this blissful bubble we've created. I've spent the last several days just trying to commit everything about her to memory, every expression, every odd saying, every inch of her body. I even stay up for a little bit after she falls asleep just to have extra time with her, if that makes any sense."

"Oh, mon coeur, it does, it makes perfect sense."

"I just don't know how I'm going to handle it when she's gone," Delphine sniffles.

"You will," Susanne embraces her, "you have your family, we are always here for you, you know that. And you will be going back to school, that will occupy your mind. And your friends will be a good diversion."

Delphine nods, "I know, and all that is great, but it's not the same. None of those things are going to make the absolute worst jokes that never fail make me laugh harder than I've ever laughed in my life, none of those things are going to be half as cheeky, or look at me with that much affection, or kiss me with that much passion, or make love to me for hours until every drop of pleasure has been wrung from both our bodies."

"No," Susanne laughs, "you're right about that."

Delphine glances at her mother laughing and can't help laughing along, until the laughter turns to tears. "I must look so foolish right now."

"No, not at all. Honestly, I don't think I've ever seen you look more beautiful."

"Thank you, but I feel so stupid crying like this. I brought this on myself, getting involved with her. I don't know why I thought it was a smart idea when I knew all along it was going to end this way."

"Are you saying you regret dating Cosima?"

"No, no," Delphine shakes her head vehemently, "of course not, Cosima is incredible and I feel so lucky to have found her, but it just would have spared a lot of pain if I hadn't."

"But you can't live your life that way, Delphine. You know, Luc was right, what he said in his toast, you've learned to follow your heart, I think for the first time in your life. Seeing you tonight, how happy and smitten you are with Cosima, how obvious it is that she adores you, I know you told me on our phone conversations, but actually seeing it in person, as your mother, it warms my heart so much. And I understand how difficult it's going to be, but you still have a few more days together until she leaves. That's precious, valuable time. Cherish each and every moment, and, if the relationship you've built is as strong as I believe it is, everything will find a way of working out."

"Thank you. I hope you're right."

"You really care for Cosima."

"I do," Delphine nods, "so much. But it's more than that, I lo—" A knock at the door interrupts her words

"Are you okay in there?" Cosima asks with worry.

"Yes," Delphine responds, wiping at her eyes furiously before opening the door. "Sorry, Maman and I just got carried away in conversation."

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"I'm fine," Delphine insists.

"I should get back to the table and make sure Luc doesn't have the waitstaff serenade us like last year," Susanne excuses herself.

"We should get back as well," Delphine begins to exit but Cosima blocks her way.

"Have you been crying?"

"What? No."

"Delphine, don't lie to me. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Maman and I were just reminiscing, I guess I got a little emotional."

"And that's it?"

"Yes," Delphine nods and begins to pull open the bathroom door.

"You know it's not easy for me, either," Cosima declares, stopping Delphine in her tracks.

Delphine lets go of the handle, "What isn't?"

"Thinking about leaving France, leaving you," Cosima points at Delphine for emphasis.

"It's not?"

"Of course not. Leaving is, like, the last thing I want to do, I can't even think about it too long or I get myself worked up. Hell, each morning when we wake up, the sun is just another reminder that I have less time to spend with you. I wish I could ask the snow gods for more hours in the day, but as powerful as they are, I don't think they're that powerful."

"Non, probably not," Delphine shakes her head. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you about what Maman and I were discussing, but I didn't want to ruin this night. It just hit me, in that moment, the reality of our situation. I was having a hard time holding it together and Maman sensed that and got me in here before I broke down."

"I had a feeling that's why you both went to the bathroom during the conversation between Luc and I."

"You did?"

Cosima nods, "I felt it, too. It took every ounce of strength not to cry when I answered him."

"Really?"

"I'm a pretty ugly crier, so once I get started, it's kind of a disaster."

"I doubt that, but did you really nearly cry?"

"Yeah, I almost cried. I mean, come on, Delphine, who in their right mind would ever want to leave you? I know I've fallen a lot these last few weeks, but I'm pretty sure I didn't bang my head. You don't think it hurts me to think about going home after these last few weeks with you? I wish my trip was longer, that I didn't have to get back to school, that I could follow you to Paris and just refuse to leave your apartment."

"I'd let you stay."

"I appreciate that, so much, but, unfortunately, as much as I want to, I can't right now. We both have stuff we need to do, commitments we've made to school. Honestly, more time here would probably make it 11 million times harder to leave than it already is, and it's already pretty damn hard. I don't want us to spend our last days together sad or worried or thinking anything negative. I don't even want to talk about leaving. I want to make every single second that I have left with you special and memorable and full of joy."

"I want that, too," Delphine insists as a few stray tears work their way down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I must look quite the mess."

"Not at all, you look just as gorgeous as ever, maybe even more-so." Cosima kisses away the tears, moving from one cheek to the other, then places a final kiss on Delphine's lips. "You ready to go back out there?"

Delphine shakes her head, "No."

"No?"

"I'd rather lock this door and continue kissing you."

"Mmm, well the sooner we finish dessert, the sooner we can head back to the hotel and do that and a whole lot more."

"Good point," Delphine kisses Cosima, takes a quick look at herself in the mirror, then opens the door, extending her hand to Cosima, "Shall we?"

"We shall," Cosima nods as she grabs Delphine's hand and they return to the table.

"Est-ce que tout va bien?" Susanne asks as they sit back down.

"Oui. Merci, Maman," Delphine gives her mother a kiss on the cheek.

The lights in the restaurant dim as someone begins singing La Vie En Rose in French.

"Luc!" Susanne reprimands as a singing waiter approaches their table carrying a cake adorned with the number 32.

"It had to be done," he shrugs.

"La Vie En Rose, was their wedding song," Delphine informs Cosima. "Luc has someone sing it to them every year."

When the waiter finishes his serenade, Susanne and Xavier blow out their candles as the others applaud. They then cut into the cake together and pass the slices around the table.

"Oh my god, this is delicious! What is it?" Cosima asks as she shovels cake in her mouth.

"Gâteau Moka, it's Maman and Papa's favorite."

"It's my favorite now, too," Cosima declares as she licks frosting from the corner of her lips.

As the celebration comes to an end, Delphine and Luc pick up the check and then they all walk out together into the crisp night air.

"Thank you for such a lovely night," Susanne gives each of them warm hugs and kisses.

"I think it was the best one yet," Xavier adds. "I can't wait to see how you top it for 33."

"I bet Delphine is working on a dance routine," Luc teases.

"Tais-toi," Delphine curses at her brother before pulling him in for a hug.

"Cosima," Susanne says as she gives her a farewell hug, "enjoy the rest of your trip. And thank you for putting a smile on Delphine's face."

"Thank you. She makes me smile just as much," Cosima insists as she glances over at Delphine.

"Bonne nuit," Xavier blows kisses as they leave.

"I had a really great time," Cosima declares as Delphine drives home. "Thank you for including me."

"Thank you for coming, it made it even more special. I'm just sorry about the whole bathroom breakdown."

"Don't be, at least I know I'm not the only one feeling like that."

"Non, you're definitely not."

"And I can think of a lot worse things than a pretty girl crying over me."

"Is that so? Well now I'm starting to rethink the whole sad about you leaving part."

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding, but I thought we agreed not to talk about the L word."

"The L word?"

"Leaving."

"Ah, yes, sorry," Delphine mimes zipping her lips.

"I was kinda nervous about tonight," Cosima admits.

"You were?"

"Yeah," Cosima nods. "Charlotte helped calmed me."

"She did?"

"That's actually what we were talking about when we failed to get off the lift. She could tell my head was somewhere else. I was just worried about them accepting me—"

"Cosima, you already knew they adored you over Christmas."

"I know, but approving of someone's friend is a lot different than approving of their girlfriend. I know I worried about it for nothing, but I couldn't help it. Anyway, Charlotte offered some very wise words and totally chilled me out. And she was right, they were totally cool."

"Of course she was. I don't think anyone could spend any amount of time around you and not take a liking to you."

"I think you're biased."

Perhaps, but I'm also right."

"You usually are."

"Did you just admit I'm always right?"

"Usually, I said usually."

"When am I not right?"

"Well, um, hmm, I can't think of anything right this second."

"Exactly," Delphine nods. "Always right."

"Fine, I'll give you this one," Cosima relents. "But the moment you're not right—"

"I know, I won't hear the end of it."

Cosima leans over and gives Delphine a quick kiss on the cheek, "I won't rub it in too harshly."

"I'm sure," Delphine laughs.

"It's too bad we have skiing early tomorrow," Cosima says as they enter their hotel room and she unzips Delphine's dress.

"Why's that?" Delphine asks as lets her dress fall to the floor.

"Because," Cosima pulls her own dress over her head with Delphine's assistance removing it fully, "what I had in mind for us could take all night."

"Then we'll just have to drink some very strong espresso in the morning," Delphine states as she scoops Cosima up in her arms and carries her to the bed.

"When you kiss me heaven sighs," Cosima sings softly as she stares up at Delphine, brushing an errant curl out of her eye, their mouths less than an inch apart.

"And though I close my eyes," Delphine chants back as she strokes Cosima's face with her thumb.

"I see la vie en rose," they finish together as Delphine closes the gap, allowing their lips and bodies to create their own rhythm.