hymnemonegasqueâ:
We shall have as many drinks as we please! Choosing fashion is more of a vibe, a mood, how the garment makes you feel! If I am a poor judge of fashion while drunk, then I am no judge at all.
Oh, Chantal, let me grab my peacoat. We will head out at once. Do the fires in your heart keep you warm enough? Or shall you borrow an outer garment?Â
Sometimes you are like my kindred spirit, Rainier - I do not know what I would do without you around. Then it shall be you, me, a bottle of rosĂ© and a helplessly cluttered closet. Iâm looking forward to it already.
Oh, no, I couldnât possibly! Perhaps I can simply stay the way I am, and if I were to get cold, well, Iâm sure you would do well at keeping me warm.
Ah, well said. I am always the gentleman.
[ He throws on his coat and opens the door. ]











