If Kenneth noticed any of the debutantes thoughts that might have been at all readable in her expressions, he had the good grace to at least not call attention to it. There was a time and place for light teasing, he had always felt. She did still strike him as a particularly high strung sort of young woman.

Risk it? He found her choice of words a bit amusing. At least they were near the drinks table so he simply had to reach over to take two champagne flutes and hand her one. "For you, Miss... " he paused a moment, realizing they had not even given each other their names. "Forgive me, I have been remiss and not even introduced myself. My name is Kenneth Cosgrove."