"Words have a romance all their own, wouldn't you agree...my... lady?" Still uncertain of the gender, Darius decided to address how he saw fit and if he was corrected he might only apologise.
Bowing again for the introduction, "And you." He said, for it was delightful to meet anyone with exquisite baking skills. He examined his own tailoring for the minute that eyes wandered his suit and then shrugged. "It's my family crest." He explained. "I'm not sure who the seamstress was that made it though."