Agatha smiled back, thinking to herself that Barrel was even cuter when he blushed. Then he seemed to realize what they were doing. For a moment she was confused why he got a bit flustered as he sat up and helped her into the lair, but then it dawned on her that, as a true gentleman, he would find it inappropriate to be so... intimate before they even began their first proper date. Right, she needed to be more genteel. Fawning over Jack hadn't worked for her aunts, and it likewise wouldn't work here. She needed to do things in a more refined manner.

Agatha straightened her posture, smoothed her dress and hair, and put on a polite smile that reduced the visibility of her level of interest. "Yes, I am. Shall we?"