"My name's Tom ma'am, Tom Caulton," with a graceful air. The Caultons knew all too well how to project themselves as royalty and in the confusion of the moment he was surprised to hear himself sound like that. It didn't suit him and he turned to look back down at his wallet.<br/><br/>"Thank you for your kindness." He followed with a smile and watched her walk back to her seat.<br/><br/>"Again I apologize for... ", he turned to the one he had run into and looked into her eyes; a smile warmed his heart. "For running into you"<br/><br/>He heard his brother open the shop door, tapping his watch.<br/><br/>"We have to go," he said to her hesitantly. "It was very nice to have met you." His brow furrowed with a confused look in his eyes. Something had happened. He sighed and longed to find out, but he was late for a meeting.