The Maison receives in advance the list of soirées, their times,
their dress codes, their exact venues — and their concealed
accesses, when there are any. It plans the departures with a
calibrated margin : wide for events with major traffic such as
the Festival or the Grand Prix, exact for private soirées.
The chauffeur wears a black suit, a sober tie, white gloves
should the soirée require them. His motorcar is washed the
same day, its chrome wiped. It drops off at the right entrance
— the guests' entrance, never the public's.
On the return, the motorcar is already waiting within the
perimeter. The guest finds it without having to look. The
Maison knows that at the moment of leaving a soirée, waiting
is the worst of frictions.