3:27 p.m., Paris 15th. Valerie, city gardner is watering the plants :
« It’s nice ! What kind of dance is that ? Where are you from ? From the theatre (the Monfort is just next door) ? Do you want to shake hands ? Beware, I dont lend my tools… Do you know the cat ? Nice to meet you. Is that a mime act ? Do you want me to humidify you a little ? Beware don’t drink it, it’s not clean. But wait, where are you coming from ? Are you from the circus out there ? No ? Help, what is going on, I’m in the fourth dimension… »