She giggled "We certainly might." she joked back to him. She considered herself a little smarter than falling into that sort of mess, despite her current life choices.

She snapped her head towards him, eyeing him curiously, fashion was her favourite thing in the world. And had a guess at his motive. "It is a brave man who enters a boutique with DeCroix, Monsieur." she joked, turning back and placing her fingers on the glass. She was looking at a fine swiss anklet made of silver and some pale turquoise stone. It had a silver setting for tiny clock hands to be added. The words "au moment où nous nous sommes rencontrés" (the moment we met) were printed on a little card below it alongside the price. She smirked at him, "Do you remember what happened the first time we met?"