[Lumiére gives a little wave, but on realising he's not being seen (no one ever looks down, of course they don't) he fluidly clambers onto the counter, using a nearby stool as a halfway point- all the the practised ease of someone who has had to live in an otherwise awkward body for some time.
He lands onto the counter with a solid thunk, grinning and waving a candle-hand again. ]
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He lands onto the counter with a solid thunk, grinning and waving a candle-hand again. ]
Right here, mon ami.