<blockquote>“What is it this time?” Bahorel asked, laughing, from his precarious perch on the back of a chair near Enjolras. “Lose your hat again? Finally find an Evening pair who want a threesome?”
Courfeyrac did not dignify this with a response. Instead he stuck his nose in the air and said, “If you must know, the Baron Pontmercy has finally proposed marriage.”</blockquote>
