None of the customers here seem to be French. There were two tables of people speaking in English and another table with people speaking an apparently Eastern Block tongue. The side of the café is open and the traffic isn't too heavy, so it is pleasant, and tall trees line the street.

The black metal chairs have plush purple cushions, and my table is square with a mottled brown top. My coffee cup and saucer are teal, I think, or one of those other colors that men don't normally know the name of. Actually, they are really just a light pastel blue with metal stripes around the edge of the saucer and inside and outside the lip of the cup, and a little uneven strip of gold down the cup handle. The ashtray is small, triangular clear glass. The sugar is tubular, powdered. Outside the tables are small and round and surrounded by beige plastic lawn chairs.