Lucy/Enj
"Bonsoir," It was a surprise to see Enjolras again, but she'd admit she much preferred someone she'd at least talked to once before than someone brand new. Small steps after all.
"My French was never very good," She admitted, her head tipping to one side just a little, amused, "My governess assured my parents that I had other fine attributes but that the languages were beyond me." It was a surprise to have that memory suddenly not only occur to her but be something she decided to share, but perhaps that was just the nature of these kinds of attempts at socializing. She'd once been very good at it after all.
"Are you enjoying yourself tonight?" She asked him, preferring to shift the focus for a moment at least.