Chéri also had only a vague idea of what silverware went for what and was generally very messy, but liked to take it slow, in this case, as a form of celebration. His was really improvisation.

“Scotland,” Chéri replied, staring with big eyes at Francis. “Scotland?” They looked around, as if they could find it. Chéri nodded. Paris, France was good enough for them and after all they had lived there a very long time. Euskadi and Ainoha meant nothing to most people.