Bela had to laugh, and not for the first time reflected on how much more she laughed when she was around friends. Perhaps she was getting used to having them. "You can still likely hustle everyone else west of the Seine, darling." She sat on the sofa near the table. "So, is there a routine of any kind for post-shows? Or does everyone scatter?" Eventually she and Dean would go back to the hotel for some Time Alone, as well.