Florian joins in the giggling as he looks at the menu. "Pas du tout. Je réserve le meilleur traitement pour les filles spéciales." He looks up at her. "C'est vous, en passant," he says with a little chuckle.

He looks up to the waiter. "You know wine, yes? I would like a half bottle of your nicest red, and my companion would like to try your best white." He smiles at Adele again. "Also, this beautiful woman tells me you do a divine lasagne. I would like to try that."

Florian smiles as he watches the waiter leave and then turns his attention back to Adele. He was aware that he was flirting with her now, but he was enjoying it, and he felt comfortable flirting with someone like her - someone classy and on the same wavelength as he.

"Vous semblez très spécial pour moi. Tous ces hits, la musique merveilleuse, ces beaux yeux et que peu bébête mignon. Pas tout le monde a tellement de choses pour eux." He shrugs a little and then smiles at her, offering another cigarette.

Florian lights his cigarette. "Haha, oui, tout à fait une équipe. Je pense que cela en dit beaucoup sur la France, vous savez? Ce que nous pouvons conclure que les Français savent comment faire une excellente musique et d'être charmant et doux."
As the waiter brings their wine, he smiles at him and lifts the bottle of white. "Pour vous, madame." He pours her a glass of white, and a red for himself, lifting the glass. "Pour de bons amis, de bons moments et de nouveaux horizons." He winks at her.

Erica's oj sense goes off and she combat crawls under airemese's bus. She pops her head out from under it. "Orange juice,I see. I like your anti scurvy stance." She giggles.

"Oh, tant nous savons tous les deux que tous les Français sont charmant et doux..." Adele counters with a laugh. "Êtes-vous un fan Edith Piaf? Belle musique, mais une femme très cancéreuse."

Adele raises her glass to Florian's cheer and then takes a small sip. "Charmant," she says towards the wine with a smile. "Maintenant ... dites-moi quelque chose que je ne sais pas pour tu."

"Edith Piaf? Je sais d'elle .... bien sûr. Je ne peux pas dire que je sais pourquoi elle est cancéreuse. Quelle est la raison?" He leans forward, putting his head on his hands as he waits for her to explain what she means, obviously very interested.

"Oh un secret que vous me voulez?" Florian laughs and puffs out his cheeks as he thinks of something to tell her. "Ok ok .... J'aime ce match. J'ai étudié au Royaume-Uni depuis de nombreuses années. J'ai seulement l'année dernière déplacé à la maison de France. Et vous?"

"That is great! I am having a blast on this tour. " Erica says happily. She blushes a little when asked about the the picture. " well....ok. But promise not to be mean. " Erica whispers back. " she is actually rather talented."

"Oh vraiment? Homme a essayé tout ça à la fin alors hein? Peut-être qu'elle était juste de voir ce qu'elle aimait le plus?" He takes a sip of his wine as he toys with telling a really corny joke. "Au moins, elle pouvait sortir de cette façon en disant qu'elle ne regrette rien," Florian says, laughing at his own joke straight away.

When she talks about her father's book store, he looks impressed, having been a student of a literature department during his time in the UK. "Un magasin de livre? J'ai étudié la littérature. Je dois visiter un jour. Bien que votre père serait probablement frapper moi pour flirter avec sa fille tellement."

Emerald wake up thinkin "were the hell am I"?