Sticking their noses into his business

Alexandre looked at his sister. Who immediately turned her gaze away. She was so dead!

"You really keep your family at home, hiding them from everyone! I didn't want to believe what I was hearing."

"This is so not right!"

"Yes, you do!" Whimpered his sister.

"I simply don't like it when someone..." He looked at his sister. "Without announcing himself, is blowing into my house!"

"I am your sister!"

"You seek only your own pleasure regardless of the inconvenience it causes others."

"That's not true! Control freak!" Snorted his sister with cheeks red with rage.

Suddenly he felt a slight squeeze around his hand, anxiously he looked over to Lily. She shook her head gently. "Louise, you are of course always welcome in the house." His wife tried to defuse the situation. He admired her for her calm.

Loulou's eyes fell on her brother. "Really?"

Alexandre squinted his eyes. Don't overdo it, sister. Don't overdo it! He nodded, reluctantly though.

Suddenly the waiter stood at the table, probably he had waited for the heated discussion to pass.

Alexandre accepted the wine glass that the young man had handed him. He swayed the wine in his glass so that the aromas could be released before he held his nose over it to scent it. He nodded, instructing the waiter to fill all but Lily's glasses. He knew she didn't like alcohol, so he had them serve spring water. Then the first course was served. Unfortunately, to Lily's despair, Adrien shrugged his nose at the soup and would not allow a spoon to go into his mouth. So his grandmother ordered fries for the picky eater. Alexandre wanted to stop his mother's behavior, but gave it up after another heated discussion and wished his family would not stick their noses into his business.

But the main topic was still the upcoming wedding celebration. Alexandre didn't understand all the female euphoria behind it and in the meantime tasted the hare filet of his main course.

"Your grandmother, Loulou and I will have a trusted tailor make some wedding dresses for you. Five are planned. We'll have to visit the salon soon to take measurements." Alexandre dropped his shoulders. He knew what his mother was getting at.

"I'm coming too!" He explained without further ado.

"But Alexandre, you mustn't see the bride in her dress before her wedding day." Manman was outraged.

"Bullshit! We're already married. If you're implying some superstition. I'm going with you." He would certainly not allow a dress rehearsal to turn into a shopping trip that only endangered Lily unnecessarily. He would take her to the salon. Let her pick out her clothes, and then bring her home safely. He would not let the women of his family drag her through the city streets. Especially not while he knew a hit man could be sneaking around Lily.

His mother snorted, her nose blowing up like a bull's nostrils. "Alexandre, if you please! Watch your language. Ladies and your child are sitting at this table! You may be able to behave like that at the gaming table with your pals, but not here! Besides, it's tradition. Your behavior will bring misfortune."

"You're not going to cling to that superstition. Now that I have already broken every tradition."

"Right now, it's even more important." Maman tried to teach him better, while his damned sister chuckled up her sleeve.

She was so done!

Now more than ever!

When this horrible dinner was finally over, he would set Tevron on his sister. Dragging out each of her skeletons from her closet!

As they say, revenge is best served cold.