MATHILDA (slightly inebriated) I thought we can't drink?
LEON:
It's true... But a first contract, it's an exception.
MATHILDA:
And... May I kiss you, like in the movies, may this be an exception?
Leon's champagne goes the wrong way.
LEON(serious) ...No.
Mathilda smiles.
MATHILDA:
...Yes.
She stands up and sweetly turns around the table.
LEON(not at ease) Mathilda, what are you doing?
MATHILDA:
...I'm going to kiss you.
LEON:
Mathilda, stop, please!
She heels on the bench, close to him.
MATHILDA:
Come on, let me do. Just a kiss.
She tries to kiss him. He avoids her.
LEON:
Stop. Everyone is looking.
MATHILDA:
Of course, so kiss me quickly, or they'll notice us.
Leon gives up, at last. She sweetly kisses him.
MATHILDA:
Tongue, please.
Leon pushes her away, irritated.
LEON:
No, that's enough! Sit down, now.
Mathilda smiles and gets back to her seat. Good timing, the waiter arrives with their dishes. Mathilda exploits his presence to fill up again her glasses with champagne. The waiter gets away. Leon grabs the champagne bottle and voids it in the ice cup.