Victoire couldn't help but feel a surge of anger -- losing a job, while still unfortunate, is nothing compared to losing a family member. But Victoire ignored the sudden rage that had flared up and put her concentration back on her customer.
"I'm sorry to hear that, mon cher." Victoire reached across the bar and patted Anton's hand. She was in work mode, and it was something she did without thinking about it. "We don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." She gave him a sympathetic smile.