"Benjamin?" Lady Gwendolyn repeated, feeling a little lost. She mentioned a leash- Benjamin was presumably some sort of dog? Lady Gwendolyn did not particularly like dogs, but she smiled gamely, stood, and offered the other woman a hand up.
"I am sorry to say that I have not. Jonathan?" She smiled very sweetly at her footman. "Would you please help us find this girl's dog? I promise you the evening to yourself. Now, what did Benjamin look like?"