Harry nodded at her words, understanding what she met. He spent a lot of time reading and the first few years he lived in Chicago were a lonely time, especially around Christmas. So he'd spend the day around the corner from his apartment at a little theater watching a Christmas movie marathon. "Dickens is.. well a classic." Harry said with a laugh. It felt good to laugh again even for just a brief moment.
"I'm a fan of A Christmas story myself." His fingers tightened on the staff, bundling the black leather duster closer around his body. "Harry." Dresden said with a nod by way of greeting. He didn't really recognize this woman but maybe her name would ring a bell.