ENTERTAINMENT
January 17, 2003 | Sorina Diaconescu, Special to The Times
From her apartment in the 17th arrondissement, the spiffy neighborhood flanking the northern periphery of Paris, Suzy Delair answers her phone in a lively voice. "Welcome to Paris!" she says in her native tongue, and laughs. It is the joyous, well-disposed laugh of a woman who seduces with ease, but also that of someone who has done a lot of living, has known a lot of people, and has grown all the more generous for it.