The Mirage IV.
A stonking great 1960's streamlined hulk of a jet - and beautiful in it's silver incarnation.
Just the thing you could imagine delivering the fin du monde.
A proper croissant dipped in a bol of milky coffee at a streetside cafe in the 3rd, while gazing wistfully at those french girls who were utterly unobtainable because one's french was complete merde...