*several loud knocks on the door could be heard*
Bonjour! Is that the god forsaken rue Plumet 55?
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*He opens the door.*
Bonjour?
Ah, really nice to meet you.
*slightly tips his hat*
Does monsieur Valjean live here? I was informed that this is supposed to be the correct address. But I'm not particularly interested in him, rather a woman who was seen here with him.
*calls from upstairs* Javert, who is it?
I know not!
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*he comes downstairs to talk to Tholomyes*
You seem to have the wrong address. No women live here, and my name is not Valjean, it is Ultime Fauchelevent. What business have you?
Oh really? What nonsense this has turned out to be! I swear people will say anything just to get more money... My apologies, monsieur! You seem like a decent person.
*reaches out to shake hands*
Believe me, i started this whole voyage with only the purest of intentions in mind!
Are we having guests? I just don't recall anyone speaking this loud in our house before.
*she leaves her room before abruptly stopping in a hallway*
Uh...
*gasp* Fantine! I knew i could sense something in the air today.
Oh...
*tries to grab the nearest wall to keep balance*
Oh god...
*he goes to support her*
Fantine? Do you know this man?
Huh?.. Yes. Yes i do know him.
*as she says it she tries to turn her face away from Felix*
Maybe more than i should.
I will get rid of him. Say no more.
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Kindly, Monsieur, I must ask you to leave. I’m sure you understand.
*His tone is icy*
Wait. I don't think i will ever have an opportunity like that... Felix, stay for a moment.
Madamoiselle…? Are you sure?
*he whispers to Fantine* This man…he looks a bit like…he’s not Cosette father, is he?
*whispers back to him*
They really do look similar... I used to think it was just in my head.
Um, excuse me?
*he leans lightly on his cane*
Oh, apologies, Monsieur. You see, I am merely Fantine’s father, and by extension, Cosette’s grandfather. I was just surprised to see you. I did not know who you were.
Ah, you're the father! Hahaha, my apologies! I thought you might be her husband, i swear haha.
I- I’m thirty years her elder…
Yes, I am. Her father, I mean. And your relation to Fantine is…?
Do not worry yourself. I saw worse things in court, so i have absolutely no right to judge you.
Ah, we were... former partners. But way too long ago.
You’re Euphrasie’s father?
*he gives Valjean a genuine puzzled look*
Who?.. Monsieur, as far as I'm aware- i have no kids of mine. I must say that i don't appreciate these senseless accusations.
Don't get mad at him. He's just overly cautious, so sometimes he ask these sorts of questions.
Tell me, since when you even started using this?
*gestures at the cane*
Pff. I'm not offended. But some other short-tempered bloke would already be screaming through the roof.
Oh this thing? Very simple- i fell off a horse. About 10 years ago or so. Crazy animal threw me like i was a ragdoll. I thought I would die of shame right then and there, hahaha. Didn't want to show my face in town after that for some time.
How embarrassing! I don't even know what would i have done if that had ever happened to me. No chance you will ever see me in such situation. There's nothing more shameful in life- as falling off a horse, indeed. But I'm glad you're mostly alright. Can i take a look at it?
Oh come on! I doubt that after so many years you're still so innocent. People tend to do crazy things. That's in our nature... Oh, here you go.
*he hands her the cane and starts slightly fidgeting with his hands*
Anyway, i must congratulate you. You have a daughter! I get jealous just from thinking that some lucky bastard got to have you. What an idiot i was, haha.
*it takes her a moment to compose herself*
Thank you..
*suddenly a roaring childish laughter can be heard from him*
Oh god. I just noticed, i just noticed! What happened to you?
*he motions at his teeth while looking at Fantine*
Is that some kind of fashion statement? Hahahaha
Haha, look who's talking. You're never were a prince charming, but right know it's just pathetic! Mon dieu, do you have no mirrors in you house, Felix? I won't believe it, haha!
*he seems to start laughing even louder*
Yes, yes i am! Ugly as a frog! Can't even deny it! You're so perceptive, dear Fantine.
*it takes him a couple of minutes to calm down*
Ahem- But yeah, it would certainly be nice to talk to the father of your child. I just know that he's a fantastic fella... I doubt it's the man who opened the door for me. He doesn't seem like the type to.. to be.. to have.. No i can't come up with the right words. Well, c'est la vie.
