Leo watched as she paused and turned, almost at attention to study the stranger who had dared to speak to her. He'd been fascinated, however, quite interested in what she was doing and how she operated. He smiled lightly over at her in greeting.
"Forgive me if I'm too bold, Miss, but it seemed as though you were truly enjoying yourself. Are you a connoisseur of art?" He knew that he was being up front, but he was genuinely curious about what her response could be. Did she work with art? Was she an artist herself? Someone who took that much pleasure in the art in front of them had to be someone who enjoyed it.