By the time the sun began to set, Cora had dragged Finn through each different section of the park, and had gone on all the most essential rides. After eating a quick dinner, Cora led the way to Main Street at the front of the park to do some shopping. Her legs hurt and walking around was much better than standing in line.

"Is one of your favorite movies Beauty and the Beast?"

Cora, who had been inspecting a necklace with a delicate rose pendant on the end, whipped around at the sound of Finn's voice behind her. "It's up there," she said. "Why, don't like it?"

Finn shook his head. "It's not that," he said, "it's fine. I just was never a princess person."

"Of course not. Then what was your favorite Disney movie?" Cora raised her eyebrow slightly when Finn didn't answer right away. "Come on, we're friends now, you have to tell me."

Finn sighed. "The Hunchback of Notre Dame."

"That's a great movie!"
He looked at her in surprise. "You've seen it? Most people skip it."

"Most people are idiots," Cora informed him. "But I do have to confirm, you have actually seen Beauty and the Beast, right?"

Finn stayed silent, and Cora gaped. "You haven't'?"

"Like I said, I wasn't a princess person."

"I take it back," Cora said, "we're not friends."

"That hurts, Cora," Finn said, pressing his hand over his heart in feigned shock as she walked away from him.

Cora flashed him a look over her shoulder. "Guess you just have to deal with it," she said playfully. She dropped the act and allowed him to catch up to her. "So, are you buying anything or what?" she asked, gesturing to the giant merchandise store they stood in.

"I want to both buy everything in the store and absolutely nothing," he admitted. "There's so much."

"And we have a whole other park for tomorrow," Cora reminded him.

"With just as much stuff, I'm guessing," Finn commented. "I guess that means I'm waiting until tomorrow to buy anything." He paused for a moment. "Is this all you do at Disneyland at night? Shop?"

Cora shrugged. "Do you want to stand in another giant line?"

Finn groaned. "No. And I can't believe you're going to make me do another full day of it tomorrow."
"I mean, I said if you can't keep up…"

"Shut up."

Chuckling slightly, Cora led the way out of the store back onto Main Street. "There's always more food," she reminded him. "And I for one could use something hot to drink and something with a lot of sugar to eat."

"I can get behind that."

A few minutes later, two hot chocolates and a large assortment of holiday themed cookies sat on the table between Cora and Finn. Cora loved Disneyland at Christmas.

"They're almost too pretty to eat," she commented.

"But then what would have been the point of buying them?" Finn asked.

"I said almost," Cora shot back before picking up a peppermint macaron and taking a bite. "You should try one of those," she mumbled through her mouthful.

Finn rolled his eyes at her but did as she suggested.

"Finn," Cora said as she swallowed the cookie, "can I ask you something? It's just, it's a little personal."

Finn gave her a wary look, but slowly nodded. "I reserve the right to not answer, but go for it."

"Back there, in the store," Cora began, "when you said you wouldn't buy anything until seeing everything that is in the other park as well. Well, I guess, that just doesn't sound like something that someone who's grown up with money their entire lives would say. It sounds too frugal."

Cora hoped Finn wouldn't get offended by her question, and let out a silent breath of relief when he simply nodded, thinking over her question, and didn't get defensive.

"That's fair," he said. "And I haven't always been like that." He paused, but Cora kept quiet. He seemed too lost in thought for any interruptions. "I spent a lot in high school, when my parents first gave me a credit card to their account," he continued. "And, in a lot of ways, it didn't really matter. They had the money to spend, so I figured I might as well buy things that I wanted." He let out a deep breath. "And Harvard, at first anyway, was the same way. I knew a fair amount of people there, and we all came from a similar background. Our parents had money, but not old money, money from a business that exploded in stocks.

"But then I started to branch away from that crowd. I took some sociology classes and met new people, types of people I had never even considered being friends with. And, well, long story short, I think spending habits of the rich are atrocious. I mean, money could solve so many problems in this world, and there's a very small group of people who have that money. Which means there's a very small group of people who could solve a lot of the world's problems, but they choose not to."

Cora and Finn worked their way through a few more cookies, digesting what he had just said.

"I never asked, what do you study?" Cora broke the silence.

"Business and environmental science."
"Let me guess, your parents are all for business, and environmental science is a hobby."

"Hit the nail on the head."

Another few moments of silence.

"I could ask you the same thing, though," Finn said. "You haven't exactly been spending money left and right so far. And it's obvious how much you love Disney."

"Oh, am I that transparent?" Cora asked sarcastically. She shook her head. "No, I guess my parents have always made it super clear that just because we have money now doesn't mean it'll last. I mean, if the economy tanks, they'll be one of the first expenses businesses will cut. And I remember the time before their business became a success. We were never poor, don't get me wrong, I always have lived a good life. But I haven't always lived in a giant house in the hills above San Francisco."

"You know," Finn said after a moment. "I'm glad we got dragged into this trip. At the very least, I know my ideas about money aren't completely insane."

"Aww, look at us, being friends," Cora said playfully. She adopted a more serious expression. "But, in all honestly, I doubt any of your ideas about anything are completely insane, Finn."