[Oh, he's just racking up the points, isn't he? Franklin's clearly taken the initiative to figure out what she looked like, since her profile picture on Retrospec isn't of herself and he recognized her so readily, and he's handsome and well dressed, to boot. The kiss to her hand is really just the icing on the cake; Kath's smiling before his lips even touch her skin.]
Mr. Brewer. It's nice to finally meet you in person.
[to say he was thorough in his research would be an understatement. Especially when he already recognizes the last name. And, well, he already had a positive impression of the Luteces. Why ruin it?]
And I should say the same for you. But, I am hoping this is to your taste? [he assumed it might be, after his search had at least let him know about her father's job-- and provided a few hints about what her goals might be, post college.]
[He's so charming! Honestly, Katherine loves it. Certainly, she's a strong enough woman to thrive on her own, but there's something that's just so wonderful about a man that knows how to be a gentleman, and doesn't expect to win brownie points because of it. With a smile, she takes his arm, letting him lead her inside.]
And we wouldn't want to be late, of course.
[She doesn't try to ask questions as they go inside and deal with being seated and menus and all of that, but once they've been left alone, Kath smiles at him over the top of her menu.]
I'm afraid I have to ask before we go any further. Do you prefer Franklin, or Frank?
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Mr. Brewer. It's nice to finally meet you in person.
I have to say, your photos don't do you justice.
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And I should say the same for you. But, I am hoping this is to your taste? [he assumed it might be, after his search had at least let him know about her father's job-- and provided a few hints about what her goals might be, post college.]
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Then again, almost anywhere can be to one's taste when the company is good enough. Shall we go in?
[It's going to be a fun evening, she can already tell.]
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Of course, it's nearly time for our reservation, after all.
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And we wouldn't want to be late, of course.
[She doesn't try to ask questions as they go inside and deal with being seated and menus and all of that, but once they've been left alone, Kath smiles at him over the top of her menu.]
I'm afraid I have to ask before we go any further. Do you prefer Franklin, or Frank?