And caution seemed to have taken over completely judging by that expression. She lifts her hand, touching her finger to her lower lip as though considering his demand. "I'm sure we could find some way for you to return the favor if you like." She shrugged a shoulder and let her hand fall to her lap again. "Haringey indeed? I am giving to understand there has been some tension in the area. Do stay safe."

She lifted up her small handbag and opened it, shifting her phone out of the way to pull out a small business card. It had her name (Sommerset) and cellular phone number with a snowflake separating the two and she held it out to him.


"Think on it. Let me know at your leisure Mr. Brown." She smiled at the little girl, "Miss Margarete, it was lovely to meet you." Her eyes lifted to Matthew as well, "And your father as well."