Gregor opened his mouth to say something only to be interrupted by Loka's hasty sidestep as she strode down the hallway. Annoyed, he followed her, determined to get the truth, when she caught the eye of a green-coated man. While not very experienced in matters of courtship, Gregor wasn't blind, and he could see that Loka was doing this deliberately. The look she gave him was far too lingering to be meaningless. Why she did it, however, escaped him entirely. Gregor halted in his tracks and crossed his arms, staring at Loka with raised eyebrows. His aristocratic upbringing prevented him from making a scene in public so he played along with her little game as best he could. 

"Very well," he said, his voice genial. "We can go for dinner. I know a good restaurant a mere hundred yards away. Now, will you please come here and leave that poor man alone?" he asked. He shot the nobleman an apologizing look before fixing his eyes on Loka again, terse impatience subtly visible on his face.