Rendezvous in Paris Page #3

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i had a lecture to attend.

Sit down!

Of course, the money is missing.

But the cards are still there, those are the most important.

I think i only had 50 francs in it anyway.

No good deal for him.

Where did you find it?

- It was lying on the ground.

Since your address was in it,

i wanted to bring it myself,

instead of going to the police.

But i couldn't come earlier because of the lecture.

Come on!

I have no idea how to thank you.

- So it was good that i brought it.

I'm glad you even picked it up!

- I almost fell over it.

I was in a hurry,

so i walked behind the stands.

Of course.

Nobody saw him there.

You know when it happened?

No.

No.

A guy that started talking to me

and then i couldn't get rid of him anymore.

And he even looked good! Very gallant for a gigolo.

Too gallant, to be rude like that.

He was playing shy.

One of the kind,

that doesn't show his feelings towards his girlfriend,

but then again starts chatting with strangers.

With exactly the right amount of clumsiness

that is neccessary

in order to not get dumped immediately.

Those are the most dangerous.

As a gigolo or as a thief?

- Both. I heard about something like that once.

A guy once followed a friend of mine

and actually stole her wallet.

Just an average kind of guy.

Employee, with tie and all.

No, mine was very different.

It was neither the kind that takes drugs,

or has no money of his own...

Strange!

For 50 francs? That doesn't pay off.

He'd have to go somewhere else each time.

I'd rather go beg for money.

Why? Stealing is at least exiting.

Especially when you're hitting on someone while doing it.

You don't seem very angry.

It amuses me that he had such bad luck.

If i met him again, i'd laugh in his face.

I wouldn't. Such things make me furious.

Half past 6 already.

Do you know if there's a bus to Les Halles from here?

Better take the metro at St. Sulpice.

Where exactly do you want to go?

To a caf in Beaubourg,

"Dame Tartine". You know it?

No. You want to go to the "Dame Tartine"?

That's really strange. Imagine...

I don't know how to explain it to you.

When my thief was about to leave

and i didn't want to have his phone number,

he said, that he's be at "Dame Tartine" at 7.

A thief that asks for a date, strange!

Are you sure it was him?

Who else?

If it wasn't him, he'll be there.

Come with me then to make sure.

I don't want to disturb you.

You're not. I'm amused by such stories.

Ok, i'll come with you.

I'd be surprised to see him there.

It suits me well for anther reason aswell.

But i can't explain that now, maybe later.

You've heard enough secrets for now.

- That's fine with me aswell.

I can't tell you why at the moment.

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