A noble young men with charming skills who has however inherited a gross humor and loud laughter from scouting in his childhood.
Falches usually call each other a Falche.
"Danny picked me up at work the other day, brought me a rose and a spanish poem, and took me out for dinner in Paris. Can you believe he said I had Junk in the trunk ??"
"What a jerk !"
"Yeah he's a real Falche. I love him though"
"Falche, Lasergaming tonight? Can't Falche, I have to take my female to the Opera"