Madeleine walked into the cafe, looking closely at all sides, searching for a certain figure dressed in red. She found him talking to Corfeyrac. She shyly approached and gently touched his shoulder, "Sorry for interrupting your conversation monsieur Enjolras, can we talk?" *Madeleine*
"No Courf, listen. That is not how you start a..." Enjolras' voice trailed off as a softer, more feminine voice interrupted. Slightly annoyed he turned around. "Excuse me but I am in the middle of..." He stopped when Courf clapped his shoulder.Â
"What my friend here is trying to say is, of course you can. I'll be over getting a drink. Enjy we can finish this later." And Courf walked off.Â
Slightly annoyed Enjolras grabbed the papers, folding them in half and placing them in his jacket pocket that was folded over a seat. "What can I do for you mademoiselle?"









