Belle:
[singing]
There goes the baker with his tray like always, the same old bread and rolls to sell! Every morning just the same, since the morning that we came... to this poor provincial town.
Jean the Potter:
Good morning, Belle!
Belle:
Morning, Monsieur Jean. Have you lost something again?
Jean the Potter:
Well, I believe I have. Problem is, I can't remember what.
[Belle laughs]
Jean the Potter:
Oh, well. I'm sure it'll come to me. Where are you off to?
Belle:
To return this book to Pere Robert... It's about two lovers in fair Verona.
Jean the Potter:
Sounds boring.
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