Kate recognizes the refined tones of good breeding in Lady Mary's voice the instant she begins to speak. Instinctively, her shoulders go a little straighter.
"S'a pleasure, Lady Crawley. I'm Miss Kate Barlow, of Texas."
She is without gloves tonight, her deep purple smock of the 1940s fashion; a woman out of time, out of time. Hopefully Lady Crawley can forgive her bare hands when she reaches for the shake.
Re: Food and Drink
"S'a pleasure, Lady Crawley. I'm Miss Kate Barlow, of Texas."
She is without gloves tonight, her deep purple smock of the 1940s fashion; a woman out of time, out of time. Hopefully Lady Crawley can forgive her bare hands when she reaches for the shake.
"Are you a friend of the hostess?"