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[leplusbeau]

Fleur and Meg decide it is time for the french girls to be truly french and drink lots and lots of wine.

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[balletrat]

*Meg beams in satisfaction as a bottle of . . . 1794 Bordeaux appears on the counter. The bar defies in what little ways it can. Still, 1794 will do.*

Thank you, bar!

*She passes the bottle over to Fleur.*

Er - I'm still not so good at getting the cork out . . .

[leplusbeau]

*Fleur bites the cork with her fangs and spits it out off into the bar.*

*winks*

Bar, glassez please?

[mnt_raph]

Very ladylike Fleur.

[balletrat]

*Meg looks haughty.*

We are getting drunk. That is an act that is pretty incompatible with being ladylike. *She grins.* We might as well start out on the right foot.

[mnt_raph]

Can't argue with logic like that, now can I?

[leplusbeau]

*snorts delicately*

Since when have I been ladylike? Really?

[mnt_raph]

I'm sure there was one day, somewhere...

[balletrat]

Argument is fatal. *She takes the bottle, with a grin for Fleur, and pours him a drink, then hands it to him with a flourish.* Just go with the flow. It's all about peer pressure. *She giggles.*

[leplusbeau]

Dooooooo it! *giggles fangly*

[mnt_raph]

*gives them both a skeptical look. Takes a sip. And shrugs*
Eh, it ain't bad.

*to the bar*
You got any Momakawa Pearl?
*small carafe of Sake appears*
Nice.

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

*Marguerite Blakeney sweeps downstairs, looking slightly less confident than usual and not accompanied by her husband. She scans the room, sees two young women who she has heard speak French and cautiously approaches them*

Bonjour, mes amis. Peux-je vous joindre?

[leplusbeau]

*blinks up at the new woman, eyes still yellow*

Oh! Oui! You are new?

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

Oui. I'm here with my husband, but he has fallen victim to this vile flu. He remains in our room, but he insisted that I come down and "meet the people, Margot m'dear". He is convinced that I need to be in company more than he needs tending. Silly aristo.

[balletrat]

*Meg's eyes widen.*

Margot . . .?

That short for Marguerite?

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

Mais oui, citizeness. Marguerite Blakeney, formerly Marguerite St. Juste of the Comedie Francaise, now wife to Sir Percy Blakeney, English Baronet. La, what fate will do!

[balletrat]

Oh, I've heard of you!

*Meg beams.*

My second-cousin-three-times-removed Leonore was a dancer at the Comedie Francaise! She named her third daughter after you - that's how the name got in my family! *She frowns.* No one ever understood how you could leave France . . .

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

*Margot's eyes get a little misty*

It was hard to leave my country, but, little citizeness, the excesses of the Revolution were so far removed from the ideal I believed in...I could not bear to watch what began as a struggle for freedom become a slaughter. There were children at the guillotine...I could not be part of such cruelty.

[balletrat]

*Meg is a firm Republican and an enormous patriot - even moreso when she's drunk, and has rather forgotten that Marguerite doesn't know the history of the hundred years after the first Revolution.*

Every age has its excesses - but we had to get rid of le roi, din't we? I mean, not kill him, I mean, we didn't have to do that, but he had to get kicked out sooner or later - not that we didn't get a bunch of 'em back, kings I mean, but none of 'em lasted long, did they? People needed a republic! Sure, the head-chopping, that was bad, and Napoleon, he was worse, but France always got by . . .

[leplusbeau]

*blinks with Meg*

...what time are you from?

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

When I left my home, it was the year of our Lord seventeen hundred and ninety-six...

[leplusbeau]

......

I...you are the wife of the Scarlet Pimpernel. I learned about you in school.

*is a little speechless because this is her first historical character*

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

*Margot starts at the mention of the Pimpernel, she covers it and laughs gaily*

La, cherie, why on Earth would you identify Sir Percy with that brave hero? Sir Percy is a champion of fashion it is true, but he would not do such daring things as the Pimpernel, he might muss his cravat!

[theatre-witch.livejournal.com]

Let's pretend it actually said '92...

[balletrat]

*Meg is delighted to see another Frenchwoman.*

Bonjour! S'il vous plait, come join us!