[Ha-ha, Daylight, ha-ha.] I had certainly noticed your... remarkable height. Have you always been so tall? You must have fielded a great many requests back home for help, particularly with an eye for details. Have you noticed anything about our Santa Rosita that I should consider looking into?

[Beat. Rosemary almost seems to hesitate, then squares her shoulders.] And I must ask you to forgive me my directness, Mr. vis Lornlit, but I actually prefer to go by Mrs. Craven. [She smiles, softening her words.] I didn't get married to continue being called by my childhood name, you know.