Anna wasn't exactly sure what to make of this young man she had run into. The way he looked at her when they first bumped into one another was strange, especially with the fact of how he had suddenly went from being very angry to suddenly very surprised and apologetic to her. It was something that made her want to keep walking, but soon the man was catching up with her to speak, saying some things that made her confused. Things like that she had the appearance of a princess (Anastasia specifically), and asked her if she would like to forgot about her current life style and trade it for a more rich filled life. 

When he stepped in front of her, she stopped and took a step back to keep from bumping into him given the sudden stop. This guy really gave off the vibes of being crazy. No, wait, not crazy. She had seen some crazy people in her life time. No, this man was more urgent and desperate than anything. Desperate to talk to her and convince her it seemed. She looked up at him when he offered her dinner and she had a skeptical look on her face. Should she agree to something like that, with someone she didn't even really know? But then again, if it was in a public place then what could it hurt? Besides, Mrs Graven had said she didn't want to see her the rest of the night, so Anna could assume she wasn't going to get any supper at home. That, and this guy surely couldn't be any worse than Mrs. Graven. If she could deal with that grumpy old prune, then Anna was sure she could take care of herself when it came to this. 

Looking to him as he held out his hand to her, she sighed and took his hand, shaking it, "My name is Anna. And I guess I could use some dinner." She was avoiding all of those earlier questions for now until he was ready to tell her exactly what he was up to or why he had really wanted to have dinner with her.