[locked to l. yasir] Don't kill me. I kissed Evie yesterday when we were spackling the wall. I'm [...] asking her father for permission to court her. Date her. Call on her. Whatever it is young people do these days when they're interested in each other.
[The handwritten letter is delivered to Benedict by the footman personally, shortly after noon. The letter is written on crisp white paper in an elegant calligraphy that speaks of old-world penmanship.]
Mr. B. Sablier,
I would like to seek your permission to begin courting your daughter, Evangeline. If you wish to arrange for an interview, please contact me at your earliest convenience.