Coke at Montmartre

We'd made it back to the Gate of Dawn and the Montmartre café. I would have loved to have eaten lunch here and the time was certainly right but we were still stuffed from breakfast so could only handle a coke each and film a wasp, one of many that hounded us whenever we ate outside. This was had fallen into the empty bottle and damaged it's wing. Despite the discomfort wasps had sometimes put us through we decided to help it escape although it did repeatedly fall back into the bottle in its instinctive hunt for sugar.