Jacques bowed. "I shall do so when my duties are no longer so pressing I must stay in London." Come on, another compliment. He knew he could do it! "If Scotland produced someone as lovely as yourself, I am sure I will enjoy it."
There! A little hesitant in parts, but overall well-phrased and at least decently delivered. "I have heard you eat... euh, sheep's stomachs? Every country has their own delicacies I suppose," he added on, albeit dubiously. "People gape when I talk about frog's legs, after all."