Eloquence nodded, willing to accept his word on this particular matter as gospel. For she fancied herself an insightful sort who could spot a lie in a line-up of truths, and sure enough had been known to catch out several fibbers. "No to worry, it isn't a rumour I've spread, not in the least. My assumption would be that the lady who suggested amortentia is simply abashed at who has proposed to her, hence the excuse of involuntary magical intervention, but; I shall say no more", she raised a slender hand conspiratorially. Loq enjoyed a good gossip, but not if it could harm anyone's reputation. It was best to skirt around the borders of such consequences. She made a note to stifle this rumour if she heard it again; but thankfully it had been so disbelieved that it hadn't picked up much heat at all.

"Anyway!" she gave a light chuckle upon noticing the clock in the corner; "I've taken up quite enough of your time with my chatter, Mr Lytton. You've been ever so gracious. Do you have all the detail you need for my order?"

With that, she leaned forward slightly and they commenced the vital business of high fashion.