"So who exactly are you expecting for breakfast?" Beauchamp asked.
"A gentleman and a diplomat," Albert replied.
"Then we'll be waiting forever. The gentleman will be two hours late, and the diplomat three. I'll come back for dessert, save me some strawberries, coffee, and cigars. I'll grab a quick bite on my way to work."
"Don't do that. Even if our guests were royalty itself, we're eating at eleven sharp. In the meantime, follow Debray's example and have some sherry and a biscuit."
"Fine, I'll stay. I need something to take my mind off things anyway."
"You're as gloomy as Debray, yet it seems to me when the government minister is miserable, you opposition guys should be celebrating."
