Singing lessons?
Oh, hello. Yes, you heard it well. I’m Giselle, the new singing teacher.
Is it today the first day of singing lessons? I think it is.
I might be swayed to stop if you agree to go out with me sometime.
You ‘ardly look old enough to be a teacher here but welcome, I’m sure you’ll fit right in.
Oh, you’re the «go to the point» kinda guy. You’re being charming again, so I think I’ll say yes? Well, do I? I’ll take that as a compliment. So, thank you, you’re quite lovely.
Z’at depends, could you be more radiant?
Oui, z’at I am. Are you a new student here?
Well, I don’t think so. Can you please stop being charming? That’s quite distracting. Oh, no. I’m the new singing teacher.
Whatever.
My mom sang before she left. I don’t like thinking about it.
I’m really sorry about it. I didn’t want to force you to sing. I just thought that you might have talent.
I hope so. I’ve never actually sang before, so it’ll be a huge surprise for both of us when I do sing. Oh, and let me know when I should come in. You’re not horrible, don’t be silly. It smells weird there, so you aren’t missing a whole lot.
Whenever you want. My first class will be tomorrow, if you want to come, I’d love to have you there. Oh, but I am. All I know is Florida, and not much of it. You’ve got a good point.
Bonjour mademoiselle, I though z’is place couldn’t get anymore beautiful but I was mistaken.
Oh, hi. Well, couldn’t you be more charming? It’s really nice to meet you. I suppose you’re the French teacher?
