"I have no intentions of causing you discomfort, Pamela." Hannibal's tone held no indication of a lie, because there wasn't one. He was enjoying the woman just as she was. Currently, anyway. He saw no reason for it to change off hand, she wasn't rude, and she didn't seem like the sort to ever become boring.
"I think that we should, agreed." He smiled. "I would enjoy that more than I think I can express."
Hannibal went into the pocket of his coat and retrieved the card case. It still only had his name and phone number on it, no address for his practice, as he hadn't yet set it up. He held this out to the woman gracefully.
"Please, call me at your leisure. We'll set something up."