Eugene could only shrug. He wasn't horribly awkward in Miss Flint's presence, but he wasn't as charismatic as he could be, or had been in the past. Maybe it was the fact that she was Helga's friend that made it easier or not, but he supposed it worked in his favor for the most part. At least she seemed not to hold anything against him in the long run.

"Watch out for gowns, got it." He chuckled, nodding seriously, as if he didn't know that little tidbit already. He had been lucky it wasn't some screechy debutante who would have lectured him about it. Ironically he did know enough not to step on anybody at the beginning of the night. "Any other crucial information I should know?" He cast her an amused grin and quirk of his eyebrow.