Sophie Kipner

(She moves her feet slightly to the left and right, the stamina of her rhythm and cocaine swagger enough to keep her upright).

You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle.

(The cameras and lights follow each one dancing, their twist contest moves, no less than entrancing).

“C’est la vie,” say the old folks. “It goes to show you never can tell.”

(Mrs. Mia Wallace may have just been Fiction, but in this moment two worlds, two roles, met without restriction.)