On a festive evening you were attending a gala where you caught the eyes of the prince. Nash's attention was drawn to you his eyes followed you around the room for a few minutes. He took one last sip of his drink before he put his drink on a butler's tray and walked over to you. "Good evening might I ask as to what your name might be good sir" he asked while he took one of your hands placing his other hand behind his back as he kissed your hand. You took a sip of your beverage before answer him.