I say sneering because that's how I've decided to play him. I informed my fellow French soldiers last night that the key to being convincingly Parisian is to always look as if you've just smelled a fart, and suspect that guy over there.
I promise not to rattle on about the play much more - I know many, if not most of you reading this are almost constantly in one production or another. It's just that it's the first theatre I've done since college, and for all that it was a total impulsive move to audition; I'm really glad I did.
Though, I worry about the dancing... If I'm not in the machine room with my iPod, I''m just not very funky.