"Navy?" he asked, turning around. Well, well, well, he thought. Here was someone he didn't know. "It would be the safe choice," he agreed. He'd hate to clash with whatever Ari and Chloe decided to wear, and he wasn't about to ask them.
"I'm Drake," he said, offering a bow; she had the bearing of nobility, and he knew better than to offend someone of rank. "I don't believe we've met."