Roberto still felt out of touch about these things. It had been a while since he had to field the marriage market. As a wealthy widower with one son, he had found himself the target of more than one scheming mama who sought to put their daughter in his path. He did not wholly mind that but it did feel a little overwhelming.

Speaking of overwhelming, he rather thought he decor a little too on the nose. There was a large cupid statue in the middle of the dance floor which he had conflicting feelings about. Still, he was enjoying being social once more. He had never been built to be a solitary creature. "Would you like to take a stroll about the ballroom? Or perhaps see if there isn't a garden to admire?" Roberto asked of a young woman he had just shared a dance with.