Mary gave her hand, expecting a handshake. Surprisingly, the kiss to her hand didn't bother her. It was charming, actually. The man oozed charm in fact. She wasn't about to melt to the floor in a girlish puddle, but she could appreciate that he was a handsome man.
"I'm Mary. It's nice to meet you, Lucas," she said with a warm smile.
"As for house specialties, I recommend the brandy. It's from a local distillery."