They went to their next destination in the Le Bon Marche.
The storefront was wider than the others. Less glass display, more open floor. Inside, counters were arranged in blocks instead of rows. Machines sat on platforms, each tagged with a small placard, which is their designated price.
There were also a lot of people inside, listening intently to the demonstrators who were operating on some appliances.
"This is our next trip?" Elisabeth looked at Napoleon II quizzically.
"Yes," Napoleon II said. "We are not buying but we'll entertain ourselves from how these salesmen pitch their wares."
They stepped fully inside. A man near the center spotted them.
"Sir! Ma'am,!" he called, already smiling. "If you have a moment—just a moment—I'd like to show you something remarkable."
Napoleon II slowed but didn't stop. Elisabeth did, curiosity already pulling her forward.
The salesman took that as agreement.
