I'm not harassing the cooks. I'm trying to charm them. There's a difference, Dimitri.

[Sylvain...not quite shoves Dimitri, but nudges him with his foot. A nudge with a point. An attention-getting nudge. A pointed nudge. A nudge that requests attention. Insists on it, even, but politely.]

Harassing makes it sound like I'm Lorenz talking about my silky bearing and how women are like lilies waiting to bloom.

I noticed you like cheese in your gratin. Hey, after we graduate you oughta find an excuse to spend a few weeks up north just so I can slip you my servings of gratin and get a break from it.