After climbing the steps up to Sacre-Coeur we stop at a café
in Place de Montmartre. Sipping Kir Royales, laughing and
watching people our waiter Alain engages in flirtatious conversation. Never
being one to turn down an opportunity to flirt Mallory and I engage. Our
stimulating conversation attracts the attention of the gentlemen sitting at the
adjacent table. We are speaking both French and English. As the evening progresses the two men (they do
not speak French) invite us to join them for dinner. Mallory and I agree, why not
have some fun. Before we leave Alain invites us to lunch the following day. I
happily accept the invitation and give him my address and phone number. I will
pick you up at 1pm. Looking forward to it.
Off we go in a taxi to a small Greek restaurant in the 4th
Arrondissenment. Mallory and I have a plan. We will have dinner and then excuse
ourselves to go to the ladies room where we will exit the restaurant and get in
a taxi and leave. No harm, no foul. OOPs
the restrooms are the opposite direction of the entrance and we have to walk
past our table to get away. So Plan B! we leave the restaurant with the men and
get in a taxi. Mallory speaking fluent French tells the young man driving the
taxi to drop the men off first and then us….he understands the situation and is
agreeable. The men are not to pleased when we get to their location and we stay
in the taxi. As the taxi speeds away we begin to laugh about our adventure that
evening. The young taxi driver is generously tipped.
The following morning Mallory and I stop for a café. I am
sitting with my back to the entrance and Mallory takes a gasp and proceeds to
lower her head like she is hiding. Before I can turn around she says…no, don’t
turn around. Its them, the guys from last night. They are walking in right now.
Oh I hope they don’t see us. Quick, lower your head and stay still. Maybe they
won’t notice us. Every time I try to turn
around Mallory says, no don’t. She is
giving me a play by play of their actions. After about 5 minutes she can know longer
control herself and starts laughing. The two men were never there at all. She
was having fun with me. She really had me going…….we laughed in hysterics, which
we did quite often. I love Mallory and our many adventures. Everyday with her is
a fun day filled with lots of laughter. She is a great friend.
Many more adventures to follow so please stay tuned.
