Good. There was a distinct lack of charming done in French when you were gone, and it is not my fault. [Adele may discreetly wipe at whatever lingering moisture there was from her eyes before coughing into her hand. Er. yes. That.

...Well.] Ginia and Helios tried to teach me to cook. It...didn't end well. So they wish to try again. I'll...just say I lost the list. In the wind. Then I will not have to cook...and you were walking home, were you not? I. You look exhausted Remy. Désolé.