Isabella blushed when the Ambassador complimented her.  Standing right next to the fragrant rose was almost intoxicating.  When he took her hands and asked her out, she started singing on the inside, doing her best to keep from jumping up and down and yelling, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"<br/><br/>She glanced at her brooch again, thinking such a gift required one to be sociable with the giver anyway, but she had the extra luck of wanting to be with him.  Her face lit up as she smiled.<br/><br/>"I would like that very much, Mr. Ambassador.  And, if I may say so, you look as handsome in your casual clothes as you do in your business suit.  A rare talent indeed."<em>Oh, that was stupid.  What an idiot he must think I am!</em>