Robert bowed with a flourish. "Robert Lovering of Boston, at your service Miss Daphne Wexley. It's remarkable that your name actually is as pretty as you are. I assure you- your French is at least better pronounced than mine. I'm lucky everyone here likes the American Revolution and thinks my Yankee accent's funny instead of frustrating." He nearly ran into a street vendor, and twisted around, narrowly avoiding looking incredibly stupid.