#paul scarfoglio

Basile: So, to put it long story short, I stole Arthur’s airpods.

Lucas: His what?

Basile: You know, those wireless earbuds that rich people use.

Lucas: You mean his hearing aids??

Basile:

Basile: Oh no—

Eliott: How did you know I was going to propose?

Lucas: Basile and Arthur haven’t been able to look at me without crying for the last month.

Arthur: Hewwo! I will be youw suwgeon today! Intewnal bweeding you say? Let’s make ouw fiwst wittle incision.

Yann: Dowctor, we’wre loswing him!

Basile: I’ll wuse the defibwiwatow!

Lucas, lying on the couch with a cold: Please. Turn off my fucking life support.

Eliott: Your smile? It makes my day.

Lucas: Your happiness? I live for that.

Imane: A room? Get one.

Basile: HOTEL? TRIVAGO.

Basile: So are you a big spoon or a little spoon?

Lucas: I’m a knife.

Eliott: He’s a little spoon.