Charles: I bought my 2016 Moleskine today. Not sure if you use one.
Cecily: Is that a question you ask a creative polymath who has already desperately sold her soul to fine leather and great marketing many, many times before? Of course I do.
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Two friends, on being cock-eyed enough.
Charles: Having someone work for you changes your perspective on the world.
Cecily: Yes. I need an assistant. And a mansion in Saint Germain. Then my perspective will be well enough cock-eyed to live my best life.
Two friends, on sausage rolls.
Charles: I’m hilarious. For example: How do you make a sausage roll? Toss it down a hill.
Cecily: There’d better be pastry at the bottom of that fucking hill.
Two friends, planning lunch.
Cecily: Let’s have lunch tomorrow.
Arnaud: Let me find the perfect place!
Cecily: You are hereby delegated the task, lowly subject.
Arnaud: The Empress is back.
Two friends, on locality.
Arnaud: We are far away from the heart of Paris.
Cecily: Where is the heart of Paris?
Arnaud: It is where you live of course. Actually, no, you live between the Panthéon and Saint Germain — Paris’ brain. And I… I live on rue de Sèvres… in Paris’ wallet.
Two friends, on anchor’s aweigh.
Cecily: Yves just told me he may take a post in the symphony in Amsterdam. If he does, he leaves next week.
Charles: That’s a decidedly refined take on the old man-off-to-war story;”Cecily, I must serve in the orchestra in Amsterdam. I ship off tomorrow”.
Cecily, on dating.
Cecily: The problem is, I date like a man. And men like the company of other men. In dresses.
Jaël, on loving Cecily.
Jaël: Any man who does not love you is either too gay or too straight. Either way, they have big defects.
Two friends, on fans.
Cecily: You have an increasing fanbase. People enjoy Charles’ romantic cynicism.
Charles: I’m blushing… If that was the sort of thing I’d do…which as you know, I don’t.
Cecily, on Mr. Right.
Cecily: Mr. Right is always right for a few weeks. Right now there are four Mr. Not-quite-right-but-good-for-winter-nights types.
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