You stood outside on the terrace, the laughter and music still audible. It was a nice party but you needed some fresh air and a cigarette to calm down your nerves.

You watched the garden and the distance lights of Paris in the darkness of the night. Occasionally you heard the rustle of the leaves in the trees or the sound of a cricket.

A man in a dark suit stepped next to you.

"I hope I am not too bold to ask for sharing the cigarette?" he asked. "It seems like I forgot mine."

A thin smile played around his lips as he waited for your response and loosened his tie a bit.