There was a woman at the bar, a fair looking woman who was probably way older than him, but when did that stop him from laying down the french charm. It was why he got into trouble half the time at school... Charming your way out of detention didn't always work on old hags, but she was not old, just older. Apparently, she had heard the slight conversation with the bartender and he didn't mind that at all. The man was known for being a trouble maker and he was sure sooner or later those men would return to try and have peace? Maybe he could try it again? Or maybe it was best that he just left. The man wanted to go to London for the afternoon, it would give him a good excuse... Running away from some guys and went to London. They would get lost and he would be safe, for a little while. And beside, British women were hot!

"How amusing. I hope you won't get yourself into any trouble." The young man put a smile on his face as he looked at the woman and laughed lightly before downing the water. The water felt good rolling down his throat and he leaned over the bar and grabbing the bartender slightly, gaining his attention. "A wine?" The man looked at him for a moment like he was crazy. "Come on! You know my parents." The bartender chuckled and pure some wine into a glass and handed it to the younger man who turned back to the woman. With a heavy french accent, Dimitri spoke. "Trouble is good for the Soul." The man said, giving a slight wink at the older woman.

Oh yes, Dimitri was a typical frenchy and he was always getting into typical trouble. It gave him the part of life he needed, to live if fully and have fun with it. Running his hand through his hair, he shot an eye towards the door, making sure they didn't come in. Luckily, he knew the back of the bar like the back of his hand and he could go through the back way and down another alley to loss them. It was a fun little adventure and he liked writing those adventures. Of course, if he got caught, there would be massive hell to pay, but he was alright with that. It would just take a little talking to distract them and then he could bolt as quickly as possible to the nearest alley and be done with it.

As he took the wine, he smelt it slightly and smiled when he realized that the bartender had given him the good stuff. "Merci barman." The young frenchman said and smiled at the older gentleman who just waved him off and went to the other customers in the area. Drinking the wine, it tasted wonderful and he knew his parents would get the bill, of course. Looking at the other woman, he found the seat next to her and smiled. "You are not french, are you?" The man asked, his french accent thick and a smile came to his face. If she wasn't french, that means he could enjoy some time with the older woman.

"Trouble may be good for the soul, but getting caught may not fair so well for the body." Dimitri laughed slightly at that and looked at her for a moment. "I am faster than they are... They are big and slow, I am smaller, more agily." The young man said, knowing he was talking high and mighty about himself, but he didn't really care. "So, what brings you to L'Anse?" The young man asked.

The idea of treating alcohol with true respect was something all the young french men and women understood. Even though Dimitri enjoyed getting a buzz or even drunk, the man always made sure he told himself no and knew when to stop. Sure, the man had experimented with it, seeing how far he could go before enough was enough or even past that, but someone else had been there to stop him or hold him back from going too far. The wine was perfect, it was delicious and he was going to enjoy it.

"You caught me, no I am not, I'm English." The young man smiled and turned to face her more. "Well, you need a guide of L'Anse!" The young man stated, even though he had other wants, the man knew better then to push things with an older woman and it took time. Hell, why was it natural for men to go after younger women? He liked all women who were sexy and good looking and this woman was both of those. The man figured he could at least turn on the charm and be as sweet as possible. "Be sure to look after yourself, it would be a terrible tragedy if something happened to that handsome face of yours." The young man chuckled slightly and sat back slightly. "I won't... Trouble is just something that comes with me, Mademoiselle." The young man stated to the woman.

"I'm just here for the weekend, I head back to England first thing Monday morning, L'Anse just interested me and I was right to come here. The scenery is quite exquisite." The man smiled, at least this place was getting tourist, which was a good thing, right? "So are you a local in these parts?" The young man looked at her and smiled. "Oui, I live in Montpellier, but I come here often... The life of a sixteen year old, I get to explore." The young man said to the woman as he sat on the stool and sipped at the wine.

Maps didn't really do well in Dimitri's honest opinion. They were always slightly wrong here and there and sometimes, they were just useless if they weren't up-to-date on current changes. Besides, a bit more time with a older would could become extremely fun for the younger male and that much, he wanted to see what would happen. Of course, the young man knew that she might just want a tour and he could do that too without a single problem.

"A guide would be wonderful." Dimitri smiled at her and took a sip of the wine, glancing over at the door and checking his watch. Deep down, he was sure those guys would be coming back shortly and since they apparently weren't local, he could easily loss them without a second though. Trouble was always coming at him, even though most the time he started it.

"I suppose I should give you my name seeing as you're quite good company. I'm Fae." Dimitri stood, took the woman's hand and smiled at her. "C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer, mademoiselle." The young man said before kissing her hand. Standing up straight, he smiled at her and spoke again. "I am Dimitri Devereux." The man said before hearing the door open and turning around to see the guys come back in. A wicked smile played on his face and he drank the last of the wine before hearing them acknowledge him. "Mademoiselle, meet me down the road towards the west about three alleys over." Kissing her hand, he darted around the counter and out the back door, three large, older men following him out.

It didn't take long for him to lead them in another direction and to the entrance of the city before hiding under a cart until they had gone again their separate ways. It was fun to mess with people and he quickly headed back towards the area he had told Fae to wait at.

As the young boy ran, he laughed and smiled, glancing back at the men who were once again coming up cobble stairs and up the hills that L'Anse was on. It was extremely funny to him and when he was hiding and they were running into a near by forest, he slipped back into the alley, took a few turns and was walking right towards the back of the woman he had just met in the pub. Well, it seemed she wanted the tour and he was going to give it to her without a second thought. As she came up behind her, he put his hands in his pockets and smiled at her. "Well, let the tour begin!" The man said, a smile on his face as he offered his arm. The young man began to walk her around, going first to the street vendors and showing her all the stuff they sold to those who came through. It let out and one could see another bar, which was mostly for wines and high class people and a Restaurant.

There was an ice cream parlor for all those who like their sweet tooth and so many places for kids to get their school supplies. The young man did not rush her around and he hoped to make an impression on the older woman so he could get more then just a friendly good bye. Maybe his goals were set too high, but what the hell... He was a young man who enjoyed things a little too much and one could call him a common man whore, but he really didn't care much.