Léa Salamé, it's moving

"A force that goes," says, quoting Victor Hugo, the man of her radio life for eight years, Nicolas Demorand. Léa Salamé has signed for the 8 p.m. news on France 2. Bye-bye France Inter and their duo with 4.9 million listeners . What a long month of June it was for the morning team, she all about her transfer window, asking for advice on the form, as always, primary and strategic, blunt and diva, twirling with her childish laugh: "Everyone wants me." On the phone, she says she has no time for anything, short nights, moving at the office, at home, too many boxes, requests, the Tribune , Gala , Paris Match ... "I'm getting tired of myself," she sighs, sitting down on the bench of her usual bistro, near Pigalle. Direct informality, Coca-Cola Zero, baggy jeans, navy sweater, messy half-ponytail, and these two hazelnut marbles, all shiny, edged with a line of kohl, which drill: "So what do you want to know? You're doing your job, of course. But you know, I don't have much to hide."

And she puts on her dark glasses, her voice at first so peremptory: "