Christine looked towards him in surprise. "Then please, come to my bookstore some time. I would love to read to you. I could have an edition in french, I am not certain." She tilted her head in thought as they walked.

Christine grinned and stood straight and proud. "That is where luck comes in. I was born with money... technically. My father worked really hard and saved every penny like he needed them to breathe. My mother died because he was too cheap to buy medicine. At least he wasn't a hypocrite. Bastard died without seeing a doctor. So, I now have his money and I do with it what I like. Money is important, but don't let it control you." She looked at him a bit seriously as she spoke.