The golden monkey didn't seem to find it so, as it had promptly turned around, crawling back to his human.
"That is a very generous occupation."
Where she came from, those unfortunate beings were simply persecuted. The thought of home pinched her deep. Marisa missed home so.
"Well, I insist you take the money anyhow. It wouldn't do you harm." She extended the bills again, "In case your card is refused." Which she was very certain it would be, only Mrs. Coulter chose to be considerate with her words. The woman was new after all.