Paris, Auvers-sur-Oise

in the restaurant Commerce de Vins and hotel Auberge ravoux

a rainy night

a man storms in to take shelter and maybe rent a room

He takes his hat off and sees you sitting at a table, folding some tea towels "You looking for somethin'?" you said in a very southern accent

"I'm looking for the owner" he said "Speaking to her" You replied "Your.. the owner?" he said as he put his hat back on and had this very questioning look

"Well, my parents are but they're visiting me Auntie so I guess for the next two days I'm the proprietress" you said while smiling a little

Armand looks you up and down then back at you again "That's a fine dress. Suitable attire for a proprietress.." he said with a soft chuckle

you chuckled with him and smiled, stood up and dusted yourself off a little

"Why, I don't get to wear it that often when my father's here, always got errands for me.."

You said and Armand nodded "I know what that's like.."

he removed the raindrops from his yellow jacket "Fancy somethin'?" you asked as you walked over to a little table "I wouldn't say no to a hot coffee"