Today during Adrian's apres-midi, Afternoon Social. I wanted to know if the waiter was serving hot red wine. He insisted I speak to him in French.
"Je voudrais du vin rouge chaud. S'il vous plaît." I said.
(I would like a hot red wine. Please.)
"Voulez-vous parler français avec moi?" he replied.
(Would you like to speak French with me?)
"Oui". (Yes) I said.
"Voulez-vous parler français avec moi, ce soir? Okay?" he replied.
(Would you like to speak French with me tonight?)
"Quatre euros cinquante." (Four Euros and Fifty Cents) he said as he served the wine.
"Ce Soir." I replied.
"Yes, yes, okay. Please, give me your telephone number." he said in plain English.
I immediately searched inside my purse while he waited eagerly and guest at the table watched patiently as I handed him...
Four euros and fifty cent.
"You almost made quite a deal there." one guest whispered in my ear.
"My phone number or 4.50 euros?, I think it would have been a better deal for him." I replied.
The waiter smiled, held on to my hands, kissed me on the cheek and said "Beautiful. You are Beautiful."
I must admit, I will miss the French waiters when I return home for the holidays.