A la bonne franquette

It's 5 am and she awakes to some French guy'svoice screaming from a little black boxabout Sarkosy being spotted on the beach in his speedo's. TMFI at 5 am.Slowly, hugging the banister, she creeps downfrom the 3rd etage at 32 Bis, counting the stepsas she descends and trying to avoid the squeaksof the 19th century maison, as not to wake the others. Creaks, pops and moans are commonsounds to her,