Samuel Moore

you were at a ball enjoying your night, talking to a bunch of different lords/ladies, dancing throughout the night, when Samuel enters the room, he is late to the ball but he does not care, he has a determined look on his face, ladies line up to talk with him, he speaks with them but it’s very much like he’s reading a script and not talking with them because he likes them, you walk past him and he can’t help but notice you excuse me… he says turning to look at you what’s your name..?