From her laugh to the way her fingers rested on the little card she extended toward him, Charles would recall almost every intricate detail of it later, including the scent of her perfume which he'd only notice upon recollection later on.
He accepted it readily - almost greedily so were he a man with less self-control. "Thank you, Miss Lestrange, I shall send along the details forthwith." Charles slotted the card into his breast-pocket. While he wouldn't grossly abuse the gesture, he could now attempt to strike up a letter correspondence with her and that was even more valuable than the opera.
Before he had a chance to say anything else it seemed it was time to go in to dinner. Odds were that he wouldn't be sat anywhere near Miss Lestrange but that wasn't so bad, he'd already been about as productive as was decent for the evening. "Enjoy the rest of your evening."
He accepted it readily - almost greedily so were he a man with less self-control. "Thank you, Miss Lestrange, I shall send along the details forthwith." Charles slotted the card into his breast-pocket. While he wouldn't grossly abuse the gesture, he could now attempt to strike up a letter correspondence with her and that was even more valuable than the opera.
Before he had a chance to say anything else it seemed it was time to go in to dinner. Odds were that he wouldn't be sat anywhere near Miss Lestrange but that wasn't so bad, he'd already been about as productive as was decent for the evening. "Enjoy the rest of your evening."
