Awkward feelings
Marianne's jaw drops. "You can't be serious!" she says, her voice fills with disbelief. "You're asking me to dance and blow on your wound at the same time?"
Louis's laughter fills the room, and he nods. "I'm deadly serious," he says. "That's my condition if you want to help me."
Marianne's face turned red. Why is he like this today, she thinks.
Isn't he like a constable?
Maybe his wound is really affecting him in his brain.
"I'm not doing that," she says, shaking her head vehemently. "It's too embarrassing!"
Louis laughs again, then his laughter turns into a coughing fit. "You're right," he says, once he's regained his composure. "That was a bit too much to ask. I apologize. A guy should not be like that, right?"
Marianne smiles. "Apology accepted," she says, feeling relieved. "Now, shall we get back to tending to your wound?"