[ Oh, how gallant! Dorothea makes quick work of scooping up the swirling petals, not wanting to hold up her assistant for too long a time. Once she's collected everything she can reach, she gives Hector a nod to pull her back, then tosses her hair to get it out of her face. ]

Thank you for that. I think of all the problems one could have, too many flowers is fairly mild, but it's nice to help all the same, isn't it?

[ Then she extends her hand again, this time in a more formal way. ]

I'm Dorothea. What should I call you?