Oui, know the city like a well-loved song, chere. It would be a pleasure to give a personal tour to a fair chere like you. 'Course, providing the rain lets up. Il mouille, has been all the whole while I been here. Gris gris all 'round, I'd say.
Oh, manners misbecome me some, name's Remy LeBeau. Forgive this bon rien, left my manners in the other 'verse, it seem.