Dieudonné is doing paperwork from his home, fortunately not a flat, but rather a well-built house. He managed to buy it thanks to the success of his company and he works hard to keep it that way. By now his phone has rung and he has no choice but to answer it —it's about an important deal he has left pending, so he keeps talking on his feet. It doesn't take long before he catches his peripheral vision of his little one looking at him from afar and in the blink of an eye he has him in front of him.