[[OOC: City in the South of France. Open to anyone, but it's unrealistic if a 14 year old is alone in France, so at least MENTION their parents, NPC them around, say they're back at the hotel, whatever. Mkay?]]
Jemma was wondering around the streets. She was trying to find a present for her daughter. She was going to visit her in a few days and wanted to buy her something. She had just been paid so had plenty of money to spend, she just didn't know what to buy. Jewellery, maybe? It saddened her to think that she didn't know her daughter so well, now she was grown up, engaged and lived so far away from herself.
Spotting a coffee shop across the street, she decided to go in and take a short break from shopping. She was getting a little hot, France was so much warmer than Britain. "Je voudrais un café au lait et cette biscuit de chocolate, si'l vous plait." ("I would like a café latté (coffe with milk) and this chocolate biscuit, please.") Jemma ordered. She handed over some muggle money and took the tray of food and drink over to a table. She sat down and gazed out the window. She missed France.