Monsieur Souvestre, permettez-moi de vous presenter mons fils, Tony. Did I get it right?...

Barbara Baekeland: Monsieur Souvestre, permettez-moi de vous presenter mons fils, Tony. Barbara Baekeland: [excitedly, to Brooks] Did I get it right? Did I get the order right? Brooks Baekeland: [coldly] The younger is presented to the older, the less distinguished to the more so; the exception to the rule: the gentleman is always presented to the lady; the exception to the exception, unless the man is a President, a cardinal, or a reigning sovereign.

Gracias. Mrs. Baekeland, permit me to introduce Monsieur Souvestre. Jean-Pierre, I am so happy to meet you. Please, come in. I have been dying to ask you about Marcel Proust, your biography of whom I have yet to read as my French reading skills are not what they will be. It is not necessary to apologize for that. Brooks reads the language like a native. And our Tony is mastering it every day at the �cole bilingue. But for poor moi, I must confess, it's been a struggle, n'est-ce pas? Understood. What was I saying? Oh... yes. Jean-Pierre, was Proust truly a homosexual? Qu'est-ce que tu penses? So you met Carlos here in Paris? I was at the Sorbonne, the adoring graduate student writing about his work. But then... we woke up one morning and none of that seemed to matter. I think I knew he was serious when he introduced me to Marcel and Teeny Duchamp. Oh! I ran into them today, at I'�quipe.