Cecily: I looked for you today at your Couleur Café.

Arnaud: Couleur Café isn’t my café anymore. Some rumours about me were born in that hellish place.

Cecily: I have had many rumours spread about me throughout Paris. Lights, camera, scandal! In fact, the staff at Le Meurice told a man I was courting that I was a high class escort.

Arnaud: People!

Cecily: Well, it’s expected in Paris. I kill them with my kindness and my charm.

Arnaud: You should consider swords.

Cecily: Sometimes my kindness comes off too flirtatious though…

Arnaud: Oh, I see. “I am not a hooker. I would like you to invite me to Arpège for dinner to explain it all”.