Galadriel. [She repeats it with a smile, just to make sure she's got it right. It's a pretty name.
Almost idly, she realizes that Gladriel bears some resemblence to Lady Victoria, but she's not new to the phenomenon, and figures it might be a bit rude to comment on it.] You don't mind if I hope your instincts about tonight are wrong, do you?
[That playfulness is back; she even manages a wry smile.]
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Almost idly, she realizes that Gladriel bears some resemblence to Lady Victoria, but she's not new to the phenomenon, and figures it might be a bit rude to comment on it.] You don't mind if I hope your instincts about tonight are wrong, do you?
[That playfulness is back; she even manages a wry smile.]