"I simply have no idea what you are talking about, Madamosielle." Léon said dismissively, stepping forward to snub his cigarette on the silver tray, eyes fixing on her as he pushed and twisted the wrap of tabacco until the paper split and crumbled.
"Now, my dear housekeeper-general, do you not have some godly women's work to busy yourself with?" He said, letting the cigarette drop into the tray. "Or do you wish to continue playing soldiers?"