“How do I do what?” Jean-François waved his quill. “That thing you do with your eyebrows.” “The fuck are you talking about?” “You’re doing it again,” the historian said. “It’s not quite a frown … more like a frown had a drunken ménage à trois with a glower and a pout. It’s very good, you must have practiced it at length in the mirror.” “Benefits of having a reflection, you soulless prick.”
