[Bovice]

"Oui j'en suis sûr. Pour lui, € 200 en avait beaucoup. Pour moi, c'est rien, je suis assez riche. (Yes I'm sure. To him €200 was a lot. To me it's nothing, I am quite rich.)" Holden said with a smile. He put the cover on the box and put Melody down. He grabbed Melody's hand, "Venez. (Come.)" He said gently pulling her to a case. There was a lot of beautiful barrettes in the case. He pointed to one of them, "Celui-là s'il vous plaît. (That one please.)" He said to the lady.

The lady smiled and grabbed out the barrette, she handed it to Holden.

He grabbed it and took off the tag, he turned around and kneeled down. He smiled at Melody as he gently clipped it into her hair. He stood up and nodded to the lady, "Allons voir qui il ressemble sur vous. (Let's go and see who it looks on you.)" He said as he again gently grabbed Melody's hand. He led her over to a mirror, "Que pensez-vous? (What do you think?)" Holden asked with a smile.