Being the first out of the carriage and all stretched out already at this point, Tom felt the strong pull of being in the spotlight - something which did not happen with any much frequency as Tom much preferred to be involved in the background of things. So he approached the public official, bowed to her and took her hand, pressing a light kiss to her hand before he glanced up at her.
"We call ourselves Choral Pleasure, miss. Here to service you," he said with that suave smile of his. Admittedly, he was on the verge of giggling. He had simply wanted to use the pun that Miles had told him he could not, under any circumstances ever, use for a ruse of this kind.