"Which would probably mess up the place environmentally, cataclysm all over Europe." She shrugged lightly to dismiss the idea. "Eh, then what would you British types complain about. And you'd all go blind from the light for the first few weeks."
She looked at Victor blandly at that. It was really hard to talk to people with all the money and all the privilege, who dropped that kind of cash without the bat of an eye, or take them seriously. People on the top of their food chains seemed to forget how it was getting there or never had to know.
"THe Green Dragon, Mick and Shamus, oh boy," she snorted and shook her head. "We can get drinks, something to start. But I was promised a good meal for losing the Gibson dessert."