“Pleasure to meet you..your name madam?”
Never before had Rebecca met such a well-mannered man, it surprised her to find that she was at a loss for words. She bowed her head. “Rebecca. The pleasure is all mine.”
Esmee, hating to be forgotten, neighed loudly waiting for Rebecca’s attention. Rebecca sighed, “Very well then. It appears my horse has grown impatient, and seeing as you have something to attend to, I do believe I’ll take my leave.” At that, she mounted her horse and ZOMGWTFBQQ FROLLICKED AWAY.
(((Sorry. I have to go to sleep so I just wrote random bullcrap at the end. You should get the gist of it.)))