[Can it truly be called a scam if she in fact did nothing to facilitate this outcome of events...
In any case, Jean Valjean looks to where she points. The stall is wedged between two buildings, announced by brightly colored awning. Along the front of the stall runs a narrow counter at which stools are stationed, and beyond the counter the grill is showcased to entice passers by.]
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In any case, Jean Valjean looks to where she points. The stall is wedged between two buildings, announced by brightly colored awning. Along the front of the stall runs a narrow counter at which stools are stationed, and beyond the counter the grill is showcased to entice passers by.]
Very well.
[Upon approaching, he asks her with a smile:]
Which would you like?