[He meets her hand halfway and presses a kiss to it, bowed at the waist. When he straightens up again, he's still holding her hand, and he clasps it between both of his own.]

Of course not, Sofia! You have the most memorable beauty I have ever seen. A man would have to be mad to forget you.

[He is crazy. He grins.]

And I do not think I have forgotten our arrangement, either.