The two Bavarians walk into the main hall and walked to the entrance. They walked out and stopped. Wilhelm sat on a bench outside as Robert pulled out a cigar. He put it in his mouth and lit it.

"You were stronger than him. You were intimidated into fighting, yet you resisted. Not many can do that. You showed your strength. I'm proud of you," Robert said, inhaling smoke and blowing it into the dusk air.

"He radiates the French stereotype of a toxic conversing," Wilhelm responded.

They saw the Colonel and listened to his words.

"Tell her that we shall think it over as we envision her throwing herself to that Frog." Wilhelm spat. Robert slapped him on the back of the head.

"Thank you for your hospitality and hers. We apologize for any disturbance we may have occured." Robert said apologetically.