She nodded in agreement. "Early is better, I agree," she murmured a little distracted for a moment before focusing back on him. "We can spend Monday making sure we're all packed, and if Will won't mind, possibly bring our things aboard so that way we won't have to worry about it in the morning. I should also probably post a letter to Glasgow to inform him of our arrival."

Bea slowed her pace for a moment, slowly, so it wasn't terribly noticeable. "What do you say we go to dinner somewhere? Together." It was obvious that she did not wish to return home soon and that she had no desire to have a meal with Ms. Mortimer right now either. "Nothing crazy or anything. Just..." she trailed off, unable to think of anything more than that. She was just hopeful that he would be so inclined to indulge her small rebellion. 

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Rebeca laughed a little, blowing out smoke towards the ceiling and away from Estella's face. "Culturally, it is more than Pairs. There are so many people there from all over the world. You can almost travel the world in at least foods without leaving the city. Paris is very...Parisian. which is perfectly fine. I don't think I'd want it any other way. Nor would the French."

Shrugging a little, she went on, "they're both their own power houses of advancements. But New York is all chrome and machines and smoke. Paris is integrated beauty of the old and new. And London is the nice in between I guess. And that's not even addressing the people..."