"J'aurai une crêpe florentine." Victoire handed her menu back to the waiter. She listened to Holly's worries being sure to take in all the information before making any comment. "I'm sure your mum wouldn't throw you into anything you weren't ready for." Victoire thought of her own parents seeing only a few similarities. "They're at least preparing to care of it properly."
Victoire stretched as a cool breeze wafted across the small patio. "So what is your favorite part of the city?" Victoire asked feeling a change in subject would help assuage some Holly's maudlin demeanor.