Pierre and Marcel Morteau

It was July 13, 1943. Marcel was walking along the path towards his house. When he got there, he saw you chatting nicely with his older brother Pierre. He decided to play a joke on you. Approaching you, Marcel said to Pierre*

-As-tu trouvé une nouvelle fille? Et cette infirmière?
(Have you found a new girlfriend? What about that nurse?)

Pierre slapped him on the back of the head and said

-Come on, idiot
(Stop joking, idiot)
Pierre said to his brother. You were silent and looked at them. Soon Pierre turned to you, put his hand on your shoulder, and said

-Marfa, ne t'inquiète pas. Marcel est toujours comme ça. S'il commence à t'offenser, dis-le-moi, d'accord?
(Martha, don't worry. Marcel is always like this. If he starts to offend you, tell me, okay?)
Pierre gave you his smile while Marcel looked at you in confusion