Christine waited for a moment, then arched her brows and turned slightly in expectation. True, he looked like he had no place working in a hotel like this, which suddenly made the concierge's attitude towards him have a little more sense, but his look and general demeanor also made it extremely easy for Christine to take over the conversation and steer it to her liking. That's what she was used to - making men talk about themselves (it was their favorite subject, she'd told Isabelle not so long ago,) and all the while making herself into the center of their attention.

If he was looking for a way out of his own words, however, she fully intended to make him talk. He might as well have been on an interview with Christine right then.

"For...?"