Well, of course it was an improvement. Anything was better than beige. The colour had its merits but not as the entire colour of something. Anyone who truly thought that all beige walls in their homes was delightful were likely to be very bland of personality.

Aristide thought for a moment as the older man asked if there was anything else he needed. He really did not think that there was much that he had need of. "I think I will be all right for now. If that changes, you shall be the second to know. The first being my sister, of course." He gazed out the window for a moment before looking back at the older man. "I feel you must be aware that Adrienne has told me what you confirmed for her."