Michel smiled reassuringly at the man. It is not his fault the German government does such things.
"Not a problem," he said, taking the Reichmarks from the man. He stepped into the box office, marked the transaction in the ledger, and put the money away. Opening the ticket drawer, he rifled through to find two of the best seats. Michel's own personal favorite set was still in the drawer, so he withdrew two tickets and stepped back outside the office.
"Here you are, mon Herr. Two tickets for tomorrow's show. Doors open at 18:30, and the curtain rises at 19:00 on the dot."