Jack managed to looks slightly offended, as his brown eyes gazed back into her blue ones.  "Indeed not.  I am not one to throw around wild compliments.  I may embellish a bit for the sake of poetry, since there is a bit of poetry in the movements of every woman, and each muse should be worshiped.  But, I assure you that my admiration was heart felt and solely inspired by you.  You see, it is your halo of autumn hair which so turned my head, and the lovely face and form which it frames."  Jack knew that he was laying it on a bit thick, but was enjoying himself.<br/><br/>"I will willingly dance with you whenever you wish, for as long as you wish, though I quite understand that your dance card must already be filled to capacity."  He bowed again, slightly.