Morag smiled. 'That's what the Casino is for,' she grinned, enjoying the other's enthusiasm.
The two collected the various bags and packages and headed out to the car Morag had had the boutique call for. Not feeling up to taking her life in her own hands in one of the local taxicabs, she'd asked the salesclerk to call the hotel and ask them to send one of their cars for them. Antonin could afford it, she'd decided. She didn't automatically use the amenities his wealth provided, but she was getting better about it.
'To the hotel. We shall see what mischief Antonin has been up to. Has her bought a small country or only a city? Who could guess?' Morag teased.