After Brun sat down, Aenor slowly walked towards him, a tablet with a Criossant and a big coffee in her hands.
Mind if i take a seat her? No? Bien! With a complete innocent smile, she takes her seat on the opposite of his table.
Now my dear, what happened to you? Sounded like you are slightly angered about something that happened some time ago?
If i heard right, someone gave your face some colour?
In a brilliant tactical movement, i charged backwards.