One of the perks of being a man courting a woman was that he didn't have to fuss too much about dance cards and the like. He was on a few out of courtesy but no more than that. Not that he did not enjoy dancing but it was a lot less pressure to do so when you weren't also vetting a potential spouse. He had arranged to meet Miss Montague here as it had seemed something that might be up her ally.

They had been courting for about six months now and Roman's thoughts were starting to veer towards when might be the proper time to ask for her hand in marriage. They got along amiably and he saw no reason they would not continue to do so far into the future. There was a vast array of fruits but he was waiting for his young miss before indulging.