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The Paris café buzzes with life, with friends and family and good food.
Rinaldo stares at a pink, bubbly drink – the complete opposite of his mood.
“Did you rent the boat or not?” his friend Phil asks.
“I told you, no. I asked how much she wanted for a ride, and she stormed out.”
Phil reads the menu thoughtfully. “How much for what?”
“To take her out for a few hours. If it’s for sale why not for rent? French women, all the same – gorgeous and impossible.”
Phil doesn’t look up, the barest hint of a smile on his face.
Thanks to Rochelle and C.E. Ayr for the inspiration this week. Loving the pink!
I am picturing my poor protagonist with a drink kind of like this one. I’m sure it’ll turn his mood around soon enough.
10 thoughts on “FF: Not For Sale”
A pretty misunderstanding
I admire Phil’s restraint. I had more than a hint of a smile on my face. Très amusant, Anne!
The problems of trying to flirt in another language! And if that’s rose wine, yes please!
Loved this clever, subtle take on the photo prompt!
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My guess is Rinaldo won’t share Phil’s warped sense of humor. Nicely done. L’chaim.
“What we have here is a failure to communicate.”
An easy mistake to make! Nice one.
I couldn’t stop at a smile… this was really fun, Anne.
Bahahahahaha love it!