September 16th 2016

                                    

                                          


                          
"Ok, so don't get mad."
                          
"... Ok."
                          
"I was in London today."
                          
"London?"
                          
"For like... an hour, at most."
                          
"..."
                          
"My flight to Paris was diverted to Heathrow because of a medical emergency. My feet never touched English soil, I swear."
                          
"Ok."
                          
"Are you mad?"
                          
"No."
                          
"You're not?"
                          
"No, I'm not."
                          
"..."
                          
"I already knew you'd been here."
                          
"How?"
                          
"Jasmine's Instagram feed."
                          
"Jasmine's... wait, how do you know Jasmine has an Instagram?"
                          
"Because I do."
                          
"Do you follow her?"
                          
"God, no. I can barely stand the woman. Why would I want to know what she ate last week, where her plane landed today, and what outfit she's planning to wear tomorrow? Samuel follows her and he was waving that thing around a while ago."
                          
"Oh. And there I was, starting to think you'd softened to Jasmine."
                          
"No."
                          
"Obviously. So, what are you doing?"
                          
"I'm making a list."
                          
"For?"
                          
"Evie is here, forcing Samuel and I to order packing boxes and hire removal companies. She's being extremely bossy."
                          
<<I can hear you, Danny.>>
                          
"-Whether you can hear me or not, it doesn't change the fact that you're extremely bossy.- Soph, why are you in Paris?"
                          
"Hey, we're not talking about me, we're talking about you."
                          
"We changed the subject. So, Paris, pour quoi?"
                          
"Parce que, I have things to do in Paris."
                          
"Like?"
                          
"Oh, you know..."
                          
"God, not this crap again."
                          
"Haha, fine, I'll tell you. Jasmine and I are meeting with a few people about us starting up Elysian. Then we're going to my mother's studio to see what's happening with her collection for Paris Fashion Week. Oh, that reminds me, her show is on Saturday, the second. Fancy it?"
                          
"Are you going to to take me to the tombs again?"
                          
"Not unless you want to go there."
                          
"Yuk, no. Didn't want to go there the first time around. Just text me the details a few days beforehand and I'll make it. Hopefully, I'll have moved by then. When did you say that Benjamin was moving out?"
                          
"He's already moved out."
                          
"When? Did you tell me and I totally forgot, or something?"
                          
"He moved the first Monday in September. Actually, now that I think about it, I'm not sure if I had told you. Maybe I didn't. Anyway, I'm telling you now. He's already moved."
                          
"So, I can move things into your place straight away?"
                          
"Yeah."
                          
"-Evie, change of plan!-"
                          
<<Again? What is with you two boys? Honestly, you are your father's children.>>
                          
"-As are you.-"
                          
<<No, I'm my mother's daughter. You and Sammy are... something else entirely.>>
                          
"-Charming.- Why do I put up with this abuse?"
                          
"Because you love us all dearly and you'd be lost without us?"
                          
"I knew you'd stick up for her."
                          
"It's the sisterhood."
                          
"Mhm. So, am I finding out more about Elias' proposal tonight?"
                          
"No, you are not."
                          
"But-"
                          
"You're just going to have to wait a little longer."
                          
"I'm not good with waiting."
                          
"Tough. Learn some patience."
                          
"..."
                          
<<Sophie, alors, il faut que Nathalie prenne ta mensurations.>>
                          
"Nathalie has to take, what?"
                          
"I don't know. I don't speak French."
                          
"Yes, you do."
                          
"Do I?"
                          
"Yes."
                          
"Huh."
                          
"Sophie?"
                          
"Yeah?"
                          
"What are you hiding now?"
                          
"Nothing."
                          
<<Sophie, fais vite!>>
                          
"I have to go, Daniel."
                          
"But-"
                          
"Camille is waiting. And she told me to hurry. Do you want to get on the wrong side of my mother? Again?"
                          
"Please, Camille loves me."
                          
"..."
                          
"She does!"
                          
"Mhm. I'm still blaming you for keeping me on the phone too long."
                          
"That's fine. She'll forgive me."
                          
"Right. Ok. Well, à demain, mon chéri."
                          
"And you said you couldn't speak French."
                          
"Whatever."
                          
"Haha. Well, Sophie, à bientôt."
                          
"Je t'aime."
                          
"Je t'aime plus que tout, Sophie."
                          
"Now you're just showing off. I love you more than anything, too, Daniel."