Allegra laughed at the heartless quip, actually outright laughed because, damn, wasn't it ironic?
"you've got the same 'stache as ou--my old Russian tutor." Well, technically it was "trainer" rather than "tutor" but Sato's household staff was always rather big on multi-tasking. "Plus, I wanted to preserve the rhythm of the jest."
Allegra slid a plate of warm gougères towards the man; all drink and no snacks made for a dull stomach, after all. "Ah, but here's the rub; a clever guess isn't worth much without a prize attached. That is how the story turns, Marquis; the diamond in the rough guesses right and keeps her crown." She arched her brows again. "Or at least gets a really awesome tip. Hmm?"