They share a brief kiss, then Frédérique is leading him through the apartment 
and into her salon, a kind of den walled on two sides by windows, full of light 
and plants and comfortable furnishings, equipped with a bar and immense trideo 
screen, and dominated by a huge hearth. Frédérique seats him along one plush 
sofa unit facing the windows, removes his shoes, then proceeds to make him tea, 
all with an artist’s attention to detail.