Bond was well-educated, and well-versed in the world already; the name quickly rang a bell with a distinctly sounding Russian origin. Certainly, he understood that it could be Eastern European, but she loved ballet, she had a stunning beauty to her, and had an air of prominence that suggested traditional upbringing. Reading people was part of his job, after all.
Hand still on her hip, he moved with her in time to a tune in his head with a brow raising while he stared at her, "I've danced formally, informally, I've trained in ballet in fact, and am fluent and experienced in many forms of classical dance."
Her hand to his arm only caused him to look back into her eyes, "I have no hope to keep up with your ballet, obviously, but I dabble.'