Two friends, on an orchestra.

Cecily: Yves went to inform his music teacher that he’s staying in Paris so he can be with me forever, instead of joining the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra.

Charles: You have a responsibility to the global art world. Just drug him and put him on the Eurostar.

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”.