A June night in Paris – an ancient city with delightfully young ideas.
– ... And the indoor manners of the Countess Avaloff's poodles leave something to be desired.
– My dogs are aristocrats. They are not supposed to have manners.
– But, Albert, a servant is not supposed to be a real man.
– I understand – sexless like the angels.
– We are both servants. That's different.
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