Scene from our series Bonjour Never Land. Book-4 Capn’Hook
“We need to rehearse; monsieur will be here by the weekend,” Madame M turns to Stella’s direction, with a twisted mouth and haggard eyes scanning rapidly in every direction, looking for a safety buoy to peacefully anchor in safety.
“What did you say? Practice? You–– Who comes from… who knows where? You are going to teach us how we should behave and talk to your husband?”
Stella pointed her finger to a Madame frozen in her course. Her eyes popped out of their sockets, and she was stunned in her last step. Her mouth wide open, with her arms lying alongside her vaulted body. A madame I had never seen before, unable to utter the smallest of words, stood immobile, gazing at the open door of the dining room.
That was the step which made an end to our specific pseudo-training.
“Lovey, now you did do her in. Ah, ha, did you see her face when you said. “’ You are coming from whatever corner of the dark world.’
“No, I never said that.”
“I know; I love to add, when it is outrageous.”
“It is not outrageous; who does she think she is? A secretary where does she come from?”
“Right on, sweet pea, still think you might have used a little more finesse in your closing stanza.”
“What! Talk for yourself if you want to be treated like a valet. I don’t; no one is going to teach me any manners. I have more savoir vivre than any of those secretaries who marry their rich boss.”
“Do you think that we lost our job?”
“Nope, she needs us to receive her husband with all the ” * Tra La La’.”
“She already asked me to select the wines for the greeting dinner.”
“Don’t forget the two brothers.”
‘That’s true, the brothers will pick up Monsieur at the airport.”
“Brothers my foot, they are gay.”
* Stuffy BS
Read the whole story in Book 4 of our series Bonjour Never Land
