- Excusez-moi, monsieur! - she said.
- There is! I was pissed off to look at that muse that was there in front of me with that fiery hair, rebellious in the origin that was made to run, two turquoise, the most beautiful that I had ever sighted, to look in my direction, Soft, pure, immaculate, candid and with a clear voice, full of candor and honey. - Sorry, did you say something? I asked him; He replied, - I apologize for the trouble I gave
