So there's some hassle with my credit card, and, while I wait for help from people much more experienced than myself (my parents) I figured you could benefit!
I've been reading The Three Musketeers in French (I'm a badass), which has been mostly a help to my vocabulary rather than an enjoyable read in a foreign language. But I got to use one of the words I learned today!
As I was washing my hands in the restroom one of my classmates comes up and asks
"Tu n'a pas un mouchoir?"
In The Three Musketeers, a mouchoir is what men are constantly carrying into battle and pining over and what women are embrodiering and dropping in corners for their lovers to pick up. There's quite a lot about mouchoirs and lots of intrique about whose initials are on whose mouchoirs, etc. In short, it's a handkerchief. So aside from a moment's confusion about why she would be asking me for MY mouchoir to give her lover and wondering whether she was working for the Cardinal, I quickly logicked my way into the modern meaning of a mouchoir and answered her question correctly!
Hooray!
Okay, I'm going to celebrate the festival of crepes!!! Yummy!!! Credit cards will have to wait until later tonight...
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