After arriving in Paris, he visited with some manufacturers and selected a line that he thought would sell well back home. To celebrate the new acquisition, he decided to visit a small bistro and have a glass of wine.
As he sat enjoying his wine, he noticed that the small place was quite crowded, and that the other chair at his table was the only vacant seat in the house.
Before long, a very beautiful young Parisian girl came to his table, asked him something in French (which Olaf couldn’t understand), so he motioned to the vacant chair and invited her to sit down.
He tried to speak to her in Norwegian. Alas, she did not speak Norwegian, but the two did manage to exchange names: “I’m Olaf!” “I’m Michelle!”
After sitting together at the table for a while, he took another napkin, and drew a picture of a plate with food on it, and she nodded.
They left the bistro and found a quiet cafe that featured a small group playing romantic music. They ordered dinner, after which he took another napkin and drew a picture of a couple dancing.
She nodded, and they got up to dance. They danced until the cafe closed and the band was packing up.
Back at their table, Michelle took a napkin and drew a picture of a four-poster bed.
To this day, Olaf has no idea how she figured out he was in the furniture business!