Percy was struck by her smile; in that moment, her face had changed from being pretty to something even more breathtaking, and he relexively smiled back at her, "Lavender, you are hardly the spinster type, and I should know. I have visited a few a time or two in the last couple of years," he said as he followed her direction towards the white couch. The room gave Percy a crisp clean feeling and he nodded slightly in his approval.
At her offer, he was going to refuse at first; but something made him change his mind. He felt no desire to rush through this and hurry off to his next appointment. Lingering here sounded like one of the best ideas he'd come thought of in the last few minutes.
"Tea please, if I may join you?" and he thought about the tea he had in the small bag, ready to present it to her. But he said nothing, setting the purple gift on the coffee table in front of him as he sat on the while couch, "I thoroughly enjoyed your playing. I play myself, though to no degree the level of expertise that you exhibited. It was so nice," he said, settling himself more, "That particular tune. It made me think of my brother's cottage. They have one, he and his wife, just on the coast, and there was something about that tune that evoked a reminiscence of that place."
He kept his blue eyes on her, and gave her a smile that communicated his delight in that moment, there on her porch, "Perhaps I can persuade you to play another tune. Later, if you are willing?"