Had she never heard his name she might've given him chance. After all, he was a rather handsome man. Tall, gorgeous, every bit the playboy she thought he would be. He was somewhat frightening too, but she refused to be frightened by the likes of him. She narrowed her eyes and gave his hand a glare before very gently placing her small hand within his own.
"Marguerite Delacour," she managed finally. Stephen seemed to be very, very confused now and thanked his lucky stars that someone else entered the shop.
"Ah, I'll let you two... yeah," he hurried away.
She turned a bit in her chair and crossed one leg over the other.