Both Martin and Diane said nothing while Rich thought. He was smoking the cigarette so fast, you'd think he was going to die if he didn't finish it within five minutes. Then it hit him.<br/><br/>"I got it!"<br/><br/>He exclaimed with a grin. Martin and Diane exchanged a look and the actor asked.<br/><br/>"Got what?"<br/><br/>"I know what we'll do."<br/><br/>Rich was very pleased with himself. It was a perfect idea. Diane nervously asked.<br/><br/>"What is it?"<br/><br/>"We'll kill the maids. Dead women can't tell stories."<br/><br/>"What?!"<br/><br/>Diane exclaimed and Martin looked at Rich like he was crazy.<br/><br/>"Rich, we can't do that!"<br/><br/>"Why the-"<br/><br/>"Because you can't just kill people!"<br/><br/>Martin exclaimed and Diane added.<br/><br/>"Especially people you don't even know."<br/><br/>Marie and the maid who only spoke French didn't deserve to die. They had just being doing their jobs when they saw Diane's face. If anyone was to blame, it was her. She could have starved, like Rich had said. Rich wanted to argue but he realized that Martin and Diane were both going to be stubborn about it and not agree with his plan.<br/><br/>"Well, fuck."<br/><br/>Rich grumbled. His plan would be so much easier then trying to explain away the cheek. He butted out his cigarette and lit another one.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------<br/><br/>Paul had been worried about Colette's reaction. He knew what he was wasn't very well accepted by most of society. Some people thought it was disgusting and others thought he was some kind of pervert. He smiled, though, when he realized that Colette would still be his friend.<br/><br/>~"All right. But the first sign of trouble, abort the plan."~<br/><br/>Paul told her with a nod of his head. He was okay with her checking it out but not at the risk of her own safety.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------<br/><br/>The more time Shane spent with Marie, the more he missed home. She definitely was filling a mother role for him.<br/><br/>"You're welcome."<br/><br/>He replied to her and smiled when she said he loved this place because it has good food.<br/><br/>"I trust your judgment."<br/><br/>Shane told her. Marie seemed like she had some pretty good tastes. He replied she was welcome again for pulling out her chair. He nodded his head when she explained how she knew the owners.<br/><br/>"That's great. So, do they give you a big discount for coming here?"<br/><br/>He asked as joke. He wasn't too worried about the cost. He was just glad to not be eating a meal alone in Paris. If he ate alone, all he'd think about was Diane and her asshole husband and the husband's even bigger asshole agent. Diane...He didn't know what he should do about her. She told him to let her go, but he couldn't. He still loved her and Martin had hit her. He couldn't just leave in a situation like that. Could he?<br/><br/>Shane had no idea what Marie told the woman in French. He only knew the words she told him to say to get her at the hotel. He frowned when he saw the menu was only in French. He was surprised when she called him 'son' but didn't correct her. Her calling him that made him feel good. He listened to her suggestion and replied.<br/><br/>"I think that sounds good. I'll have that."