It appeared the gentleman understood her predicament and even found amusement in it. Lucy was willing to admit she was too now that the dire need to escape from such a conversation had passed. “Precisely.” She agreed with an amused laugh lilting the word. “Perhaps he should have waxed eloquently upon his latest endeavors with the sheep as well.” She added mirthfully.

“Thank you, a drink would be lovely.” Lucy agreed, nodding toward the nearest table. Blending into the crowd seemed a better idea than lingering by the door. As they began walking toward the table she wanted to keep the conversation light and running, for she was finding that her choice in a savior had been well placed. He seemed quite gallant and charming after all. “So do you often find yourself rescuing damsels in distress?” There was a tease mainly at herself there in the lighthearted question.