This man, whomever he was, was precisely her type. He was tall and broad and, most importantly, not a little boy, Cissy bit her lower lip to keep herself quiet as she crept up on him. She wasn't entirely stealthy in doing so. The crinoline beneath her dress was slightly noisy and she couldn't stop a giggle or two from escaping those full lips.
"Hi." Finally she offered him a greeting, her voice just as sweet and chipper as the clothes that she wore. "I'm Cecilia." He looked like a formal name sort of man and, well, really that was the way she preferred to introduce herself. Nicknames could come later. "I have a present for you."