Harriet smiled and nodded as she listened to Christopher's descriptions of what he had seen and experienced in the Americas.<br/>It was still a new country, everything seemed fresh and new, even if her American 'cousins' had a strange way of looking at things and dealing with them.<br/>It was a place that she would have to visit, sooner rather than later, but first things first, family business and her Uncle's estate had to come before anything else.<br/>Besides, she was in a new place here, a world so alien to her own, even with all of it's Coloniel influences, that it would be a great sin not to investigate it thoroughly, before she even thought of moving on.<br/><br/>"So you left the Americas before Prohibition?"<br/>It was one thing that had highly ammused Harriet's friends and Family.<br/>To attempt to end all consumption of alchahol seemed an impossible task and had just been brought into effect within America, little more than a month before.<br/>"I am not a huge consumer of drink."<br/>Harriet smiled at Christopher, adjusting her position as one of the rickshaw's wheels bumped her towards him on the seat.<br/>"Oh dear...sorry..where was I? Oh yes.....A glass or two of wine at dinner, even a brandy now and then, though I must admit, these new cocktail thinks are wonderfully interesting...."