"Nothin' wrong with a change of scenery at all." Jared said, it was valid. If one had the opportunity to travel so far, why not take it really? He couldn't say for sure that he would, though he also couldn't say for sure that he wouldn't. "Though, I can't imagine anythin' 'round these parts takes the breath away like the Eiffel Tower." Jared assumed so anyway, he'd never been to Europe. Though, from what he could understand, it was supposed to be beautiful, a true sight to see. Though, he kept it in mind that may not have even seen that landmark herself. Sure, it was very likely, but she only said France, she said nothing about Paris.<br/><br/>"The way I see it is that people learn to shoot for certain reasons." Jared explained. For him, his father had set him up to shoot. From there, it was seriously convenient when it came to basic training and joining the force. He hadn't put much thought into the theory, so to speak, that he was presenting, but surely enough it was just coming out. "People might have some mighty paranoia on their shoulders, or maybe they just like to be prepared. The point is, a good portion think to put guns into their own hands for self defense. I'd like to think that's the primary reason anyway." Jared explained. "After that comes shootin' for sport and huntin'. Then after that comes occupation'l purposes. After that I can't think of many other reasons to shoot, or even own a gun, really." Jared presented. Of course, it wasn't merely to share knowledge, it was to pinpoint why she'd learned to shoot.<br/><br/>"Assuming I didn't overlook something, that means you should be in one of those categories. You could always be a hunter, but you strike me more as the type to make your voice clear and known. The kind to not take, well, a cent of anyone's crap, to be honest." He continued his ramble, finally coming to a conclusion of sorts. "I guess what I'm saying is that's it's usually easy to tell why someone would take an interest in owning guns. But with you, I'm still puzzled. Toss in the fact that you're from a place that tolerates gun a lot less than here, and you've left me quite interested." Not that he was going to question her on that. Maybe that's why she was here, easier to get her hands on firearms? Or, maybe vice versa, maybe she came to like firearms because they weren't so easy to obtain back home?<br/><br/>After some walking, they'd finally reached their place. A brick building with some windows that could probably use a cleaning. There was a sign, one without lights which was a rarity. At least, if there were lights, they weren't on now. It was midday after all. It didn't come off sloppy, but it certainly didn't come off as a place for the wealthy. "After you." Jared said, holding the door open for Bridget. It was the decent thing to do after all, and it never hurt to show some manners.