Constance

At thirty she has no hurry left in her at all, which the ninety-minute booking suits rather better than a single hour does.

Ask for Constance How an hour is held

Constance, as she is

In her own hours

Oud-Zuid, where she lives, is the part of the city that goes to bed earliest, and she keeps hours that agree with it. French, Dutch and English are all on her page, and she will settle into whichever one a guest opens with and then use very little of it. The unhurried start is deliberate: the opening stretch is slow enough that the occasional guest asks whether something is wrong. Nothing is wrong. That is simply her tempo, and it holds until she leaves.

Constance decides which bookings she takes and may decline any of them; she sets the limits for what a session includes, says what they are, and may end a visit at any point, as the terms set out.