If you don't mind me getting a few Sous-Brigadiers to help both of us with cleaning up there, as you know, two might take a month or longer of working there 24/7 to clean it up.
All covered with dust, and spiderwebs, and debris inside there.
Saying that, she opens the door of the cafe a bit, to show LIeutenant Gerald a picture of a place that once was a cafe, and now seems to be a lumber-room.
Saying it would be a mess would be an understatement, oui?
In a brilliant tactical movement, i charged backwards.
