Gabriel took her hand into his own, raising it to his lips to lightly kiss her soft skin. "A pleasure. Gabriel Mill (I Don't remember his last name)." he paused as he took a sip of his own cocktail before placing the glass down on the table, watching condensation trickle down for a second before turning to her once again, "Admiring from a distance is something my grandfather would do. I much prefer interacting with what I admire rather than letting it sit in a claustrophobic glass box." He took another drink of his cocktail and looked at her. She was pretty. "What brings you to this little corner of France? Not many know about this little town."