[The Art of Garbo: if you don’t even need to stand to tower over someone. – Greta Garbo and John Gilbert in “Queen Christine”. – Photo Credit: Greta Garbo. Ein Wunder in Bildern. Wien 1937, s.p.]
So… this is after Cherubino ran off with the Countess, but instead of putting him into peasant girl clothes again, the Countess decides do don some masculine garb to tavel unhindered and also to make absolutely clear who is wearing the pants here. So when one day over breakfast in a tavern (after a rosenkavalieresque night upstairs, of course), Antonio comes upon them – again, he has a track record of finding Cherubino and embarrassing the Countess – Cherubino gets a little nervous and protective (and doesn’t he just look shiny in his garb with his locks?), but the Countess doesn’t even bother getting up and just stares Antonio down. – “Sure, ride back and tell my husband about us. You can also tell him that his clothes look much better on me than on him.” (at which point a dreamy-eyed Cherubino would mentally add, “…on you, and on the bedroom floor.”
And now someone please take away my keyboard before my hallucinations take a turn for the worse and I actually compose fanfic on the time gap between part II and III of Beaumarchais’ Figaro trilogy.