Entertained by the dramatics, Lenore observes with a lifted brow and a smirk in one corner of her mouth, allowing him to take and bow over her hand. She's spent more than enough time in royal courts to recognize the difference between actual courtly manners and ... whatever this is, but his antics are amusing.

"I wouldn't want the court jester to spend the entire evening on the sidelines," she says, earnestly sympathetic, all wide-eyed innocence as she makes this 'mistake'. "It's lovely to meet you, I'm sure. My name is Lenore."