Gilligan stood in pure idiotic silence for a few moments, stunned by the beauty and suggestive nature of this strange woman. He watched her for a few moments while he tried to remember his words and questions, when he did find his words they were quite and shaky, "The towel is no trouble at all miss." he returned her smile as best he could and picked up one of the glasses and handed it to her. "Chokecherry. Mind the sourness." he said sitting next to her and taking a sip of his own wine to try and sooth his nerves.

He finnaly remembered the question he should have asked at the door. " I'm sorry Miss but I never caught your name."