Daddy Steve: Although it's not yet Valentine's Day, Cupid has already struck Gregoropolis and his target was Emile! It all started innocently enough, as Emile was rifling through the CD collection.
Emile: >sniff< No Debussy or even Edith Piaf! What kind of uncouth household ees zees?
Suddenly, he came upon a CD with a very attractive young lady on the cover.
Emile: Mon Dieu! Who could zis angel be?
Her name is Évelyne Courtois, but in the 1960s she was better known as 'Pussy Cat'; one of France's 'yé-yé' girls.
Emile: Très belle! I am in love!
Luke: She is pretty.
A quick internet search led to some grainy black and white music videos on YouTube. Have a look!
Emile: Ah, mon chat, where 'ave you been all my life?
Emile: So beautiful and so talented!
Bowie: She does have a nice voice. Wasn't she brunette in the other one?
Emile: Please, mon ami, do not spoil zis for me.
Soon, Emile was playing the Pussy Cat CD non-stop.
Emile: Is she not enchanting?
Giancarlo: This is the tenth time you've played that today!
There was nothing else for it--he must write her a letter to make his feelings known!
Emile: Perhaps I compose ze poem, non?
Paul: How are you going to send it to her? You don't know where she lives.
Emile: I will send eet to le Président Macron. Surely they know each other and 'e can deliver it.
Ezra: You do realize that she's a bit older than you?
Emile: Oui,but ze older women...Ils sont fascinants!