"I do hope so. I love to dance. It makes me feel almost like a bird must feel when she flies!" She tucked her flowers into a basket on her arm. "Are there any other things you might need to purchase? I always do my shopping here, at this market, and would be glad to show you the best dealers and warehouses." She gave him a genuinely friendly smile. She knew her father would be proud of her for being so courteous to a Lord. Further, this one seemed very gentle and did not question her, nor raise an accusing brow, when she had been speaking to the boy a moment ago. But had he known what she really was to help the the boy's sister with, Lord Blake may have turned on his heel and left her there in the street. She wondered how far along in confinement the girl was, and was it an employer who had gotten her in this state, or a love match. Would she want to keep it, or would Emilie have to find a guardian for the babe amongst some of her country friends? She cleared her head and concentrated on Lord Blake. "I also know the best tabaccoist in the area as well!