"Café au lait" drabbles by Neville Hunt

Café au lait #2 of 2

Café au lait #2

“That’s you isn’t it? Always thinking you’re a cut above everyone else, me especially. Well let me tell you, Marie always has café au lait... or as I call it milky coffee... every evening... and her family are French aristocracy. So you can put that well and truly in your savoir-faire and smoke it!

“Ah, Marie, lovely, sexy Marie! I wondered how long it would take you to get her into the conversation. And when do you see Marie of an evening, eh George? Is there something you need to tell me then?”

“Yes dear. I’m leaving you. Olé!”

Café au lait #1 of 2

Café au lait #1

We were sitting in a little café overlooking a French market square. At the table next to us a couple were arguing... in English, speaking as quietly as their argument allowed. We stared out at the square. We didn’t speak to each other. We were earwigging!

“You only have café au lait at breakfast time” the woman said.

“Who says?” the man replied.

“Anyone who knows”

“Anyone who knows what?

“Anyone with savoir-faire.”

“Savoir-faire. What’s that when it’s at home?”

“It’s knowing what to do... which you clearly don’t!”

“And I suppose you do?”

“Well better than you!”