[Fanny approaches a customer who is behind a raised newspaper]
Bonjour. Vous avez choisi?
[recognizing him]
You sure you don't need more time?
No, I know what I want.
You're sure?
Absolutely.
So, what is it to be?
How's the soup?
The soup is finished.
Like my job... The fish?
We've run out.
That's like me with excuses.
Don't waste my time. Choose something we have.
I would like a lifetime spent with an irrational and suspicious goddess, some short-tempered jealousy on the side, and a bottle of wine that tastes like you, a glass that's never empty. [they kiss]
