It took her a moment to realize that he was speaking to her. She'd been so swept away by the smell of peach trees and sunshine that she'd completely forgotten she was still in England and nowhere near an orchard. Once she came back to reality, it took her a moment to find her manners, and she was quite red in the face. It didn't help that there was a group of people around to witness her blunder. She did manage a curtsey, and used that time to find her tongue.
"Good day, Master Burnbridge," she said slowly, her southern drawl a bit more noticeable than usual. "I would be delighted to have you join me." He hardly looked menacing, and perhaps the company would be good for her. Patience always told her that she needed to socialize more, so perhaps it was time to take her friends advice.