The girl shook the hand he had extended to her, which was a common misinterpretation of his intent. However, just before she had released his hand, her hand did slow in motion, and he quickly made his own.

Her hand was lifted up to his lips and he placed a small kiss upon her knuckle.

"Have a pleasant evening, Miss Canopus."

With a flourish of his gossamer cape, he made his exit.