Sitting in a classroom during orientation with Marielle, looking at Florence's English-language newspaper.
Me: Hm, an exhibit of works depicting Catherine di'Medici. Could be fun.
Marielle: Yeah that sounds interested.
Me: Oh, a flower market!
Marielle: Oooh.
Me: GJDJHGRHAJKFFG; CHOCOLATE FAIR
Marielle: (gasp) WHAT WE ARE SO GOING
yes, so perhaps I took some artistic license with that conversation, but it went more or less along those lines. Nothing like the vision of stalls upon stalls of chocolately greatness to send two college girls into a tizzy.
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