I excused myself and went to find the bathroom. After I was done, I went looking for Sebastian. I didn't see him in the living room, so I headed to the kitchen. I hoped he wasn't fixing me another one of those awful drinks. Pushing open the swing door to the kitchen, I found Victoire and Sebastian in the middle of what seemed to be an intense conversation. I entered just as Victoire was saying something in rapid-fire French, something I didn't understand: &quot;Emily sait-il elle encore?&quot; &quot;Somebody call my name?&quot; I asked brightly. Victoire spun around and blanched at my presence. Sebastian quickly came up and kissed me on the lips. &quot;I must have called you with my mind. Your name has been on my mind every minute since I met you in front of l'eiffel.&quot; Victoire's recovery was as swift as his tongue: &quot;Our friend has la langue argentée - how you say that in English?&quot; &quot;The silver tongue,&quot; Sebastian translated for him. &quot;And if I have the silver tongue, you must have the gold.&quot; The three of us laughed at that. 2008-07-06T17:35:47Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/24938 <p>Hmm&#8230;. I wonder what they were arguing about.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/24938?basename=76780 2008-07-06T17:35:47Z penguincaptain18 http://ficlets.com/authors/user_5439