*laughs a little at that, feeling very silly and confused and pleasantly surprised all at once* No, he didn't... he wouldn't tell me who he was. *thoughtfully* He knows my name, though, and where I work? But I can't figure out who he could be.
*gently thwaps your hand with her gloves, all reproach* 'Secret admirer.' Stop that. It was just one (wonderful, secretive, charming, romantic) dance.