[Sanctuary] [video post] 05
[-The scene is a little dark when the video flickers on, but light enough that objects can be distinguished in the background, in particular a few small boxes arranged upon the desk and a box resting atop France's bed. France himself is turning a palm-sized packet over and over between his hands idly.]
Les jours que nous avons passés, mes yeux te cherchent sans arrêt...
[His voice is barely audible as he sings lowly then glances up at the camera with a gleam in his eye, a knowing look as he breaks open the seal at the top of the packet. He flicks the bottom of the packet and a little stick pops out the top, a dark cigarette. France turns to fully face the desk and brings the packet closer to the camera lens, making the word 'Gauloises Caporal' visible on the front of the blue wrapping.]
Is somebody interested? Ask nicely, I may share.
Les jours que nous avons passés, mes yeux te cherchent sans arrêt...
[His voice is barely audible as he sings lowly then glances up at the camera with a gleam in his eye, a knowing look as he breaks open the seal at the top of the packet. He flicks the bottom of the packet and a little stick pops out the top, a dark cigarette. France turns to fully face the desk and brings the packet closer to the camera lens, making the word 'Gauloises Caporal' visible on the front of the blue wrapping.]
Is somebody interested? Ask nicely, I may share.