Jacques felt the full rudeness of his actions as he approached the couple talking behind the Pavillion. If had done as he ought to and gone to the Embassy before dinner instead of wandering around London with an out-of-date guidebook, he wouldn't be in this mess to begin with. He couldn't do anything right-
Pah. These sorts of thoughts led nowhere except a migrane.
He shook his head to clear it, then forced himself to approach the two and bow. In fluent, though careful English, he said, "Forgive me for intruding, but, ah... where... are we?"