Character: Riri Granden

Now, if I need to notify about something the whole of Paris, I will not as before to go in the Newspapers and on TV. Just to share with You a secret!

- Good evening, Mademoiselle Alice. What happened?
- You see... murder, Madame.
- And he is the victim?
- It? What Are You? He is the police!
- But who killed?
- Madam, I'm inspector... [cough]
- Excuse me, Madam, he has the flu... [turns to the inspector] Riri, I'll tell you - we need a female delicacy. Madam! Oh, how lovely! [admires the coat, Madame Rocher] Fox, Madam! Your husband's been stabbed!

For cooked cancer the worst is behind you...

You're probably too picky. When you want to get married, you have to do it, but with my eyes closed.

You are predicting that the next corpse will be yours, and the murderer will be me!