"Let us spend a hundred francs for this once!" "Yes," said Rodolphe, "they complain of our not being good customers.
Let's astonish them!" "Ay," said Colline, "let us give ourselves up to the delights of a splendid banquet! Do we not owe passive obedience to these ladies?
Love lies on devotion; wine is the essence of pleasure, pleasure the duty of youth; women are flowers and must be moistened.

Moisten away! Waiter, waiter!" and Colline hung upon the bell rope with feverish excitement.
Swift as the wind, the waiter came.

When he heard talk of Champagne, Burgundy, and various liqueurs, his physiognomy ran through a whole gamut of astonishment.

But there was more to come.
"I have a hole in my inside," said Mimi.

"I should like some ham." "And I some sardines, and bread and butter," struck in Musette.
"And I, radishes," quoth Phemie, "and a little meat with them." "We should have no objection," answered they.
"Waiter!" quoth Colline, gravely, "bring us all that is requisite for a good supper." The waiter turned all the colors of the rainbow.