Night throws its mask over Paris, the City of Light radiating from the splendor of freedom. In the streets, artists and writers capture the games of love and seduction in their modern languages. Champagne flows over crystal pyramids, and the very first jazz bands make the cafe walls tremble. A twirling Vanilla vanishes while playing hide-and-seek with vigorous Vetiver. There is not a second to lose in moments such as these; everything is possible. The night belongs to those who know how to live it.