Midnight Bayou Page #4

A car, a dog?

I got a car and at the moment

I'm sadly too busy...

...to give a dog the love

and attention--

Oh, my. Sorry, totally my bad.

Sorry, everybody.

Think I've had all the help

out of you I can handle.

No, that was my bad. It's fine.

-Why don't you leave it to the pros?

-I got it.

-On your feet.

-Yes, ma'am.

You wanna help me out?

Go sit down,

enjoy your beers and we'll talk.

Is that a deal?

Deal.

-I'm sorry, l-- I gotta go.

-No, yeah.

Yeah. Of course.

Oh, Master Lucian.

I'm so sorry. I was just--

It's all right, Abigail.

Books are there to be read.

What volume

were you risking your life for?

It was poetry.

I love poetry, especially Lord Byron.

She walks in beauty like the night

Of cloudless climes

And starry skies

Did Madame LaRue tell you

to dust the front rooms?

No, Madame Josephine.

-I thought--

-You thought?

If you're such a thinker, do you think

that I engage my downstairs maids...

...for the quality of their thinking?

Yes, Mother. What is it?

Why can't you pay for your whores

down in the Quarter like your brother?

I'm sure for a little extra you

can get them to dress up like maids.

If that's your fancy.

I want an MRl now.

This was a full-on hallucination.

This time they were reading poetry.

The housemaid getting her hooks

into the heir to the estate.

You're not losing your marbles,

you're tuning in.

No, no, see, you just told me the story,

so of course it was on my mind.

Maybe or maybe to be sure you get

somebody in to clean the place up.

See what's got a hold on you.

You know do a little grigri.

One of your neighbors does

the best grigri, Madame Odette.

Cabin through those woods.

-Does everyone believe in this stuff?

-No, but it's good for tourism.

Look, I'm not knocking

on my neighbor's door...

...and saying, "Hi, got voodoo?"

I'm a little neurologically impaired,

I'm not nuts.

Madame Odette is otherwise known

as Odette Simone, Lena's grandma.

Lena's beloved grandma

who raised her like her own child.

Grigri or not,

could be the road to Lena's heart...

...needs to pass

through a little cabin on the bayou.

Welcome, neighbor.

I'm Odette Simone.

pleased to meet you,

Mrs. Simone. I'm--

Oh, I know who you are.

I like daisies.

They got a cheerful face.

That corn bread that you sent over

never saw lunchtime.

I should have come by sooner

to thank you.

As far north of the Mason-Dixon Line

you come, think I expect manners?

Come on in. I got another batch

crying to come out of the oven.

How do you get anything done...

...when you can just sit here

all day long and look?

It's a good spot.

My family's been here 1 1 5 years.

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