Cole was a famous chef all around France. His restaurant is all over the place but his most famous one is in Paris. He had everything, money, women, a penthouse. But none of that made his mom happy, the same woman who had been pushing to get him married ever since he turned 18. He had been with women but nothing more than a hook up. He finally caved and let his mother set him up on a date. He was sitting outside at a cafe, but she never showed up. After an hour, he stood up and was about to leave when he saw her. She was wearing a white dress, carrying a bag on her arm. She was beautiful. But She was clearly talking to her boyfriend, or arguing “what? Uh I don’t know” she said “I mean, Paris is kinda famous for its sights.” she paused, not walking “our lunches are pretty expensive here, I mean i could spend lunch with you three hours in Louvre and no one would even care.” she wasn’t walking anymore. She stood far enough for him to hear. “is this about the cubs? Because we can watch the playoffs on a slingbox. You won’t have to miss a game” she paused “well you start by getting on a flight.*” yeah, they are clearly arguing