Tea and croissant. What kind of trip is this do you say? Why a French trip today. Croissant croissant. We have good butter. Butter on a crusade you say? But of course, only the best all the way from somewhere else not French. Optishion, FRANCE. I tell you not even PARIS or ROME.
The butter for the crusade to put on top the croissant comes from the peak of the ALPS of SWISS mountains. Little people with the nanny-goats. They sit there with the tiny chair doing this all day., [pretend you are milking a cow]. We tell you happily we do this import to please your palate
”Excuse me. Can I ask how this butter is made?”
But of course not, your croissant is getting cold the butter will not stick, the crusade will be a disappointment, Moi Professor will put the cold pea soup down my rubber-boot to answer your question. Please take the word of a French-crusade man to allow the story to go on take your butter for your croissant. But if you prefer mister, there can be a little tete-a-tete after the ride.
Tea. We can offer you the best tea from the ALPS of PERU. But of course Peru we offer this magnificent tea to you for the croissant on this crusade. The tea for your croissant will wet your appitite for more butter that is exported by donkeys down many treacherous mountain paths-ways to reach you this day for your crussade.
“Do Peruines even drink coffee?”
I tell you one more time mistuer. You must leave this vouyge at once!
“But I just”…Now I tell you again. You will lose your croissant! Take her butter! Now I tell you this crusade is ca-put.
Banana pancakes anyone. But of course.