[He watches her through the suggestions and her responses, gauging and reading as he would anyone else. The note about the dress and the little smile she gives, however, pulls a warmth back into his smile.]

Is it now? Don't tell me it's got an overabundance of buckles and black too. [His smile jolts wider playfully, but he shakes his head.] I'm sure you'll look lovely. You got someone to do your hair? Cause you know you happen to be looking at someone who fussed with ladies' hair for over a decade, I'd love to do something for you.

[He takes a sip from his mug.]

Have you considered using the garden out back here? Not overly fancy, but Jamie and MArtin keep it nice and healthy enough.