"Alas, my most esteemed lady, this is something that cannot be!" He grabs both her hands and holds them up in his own, gazing back into her eyes. "Never mind that to rush such a romance could only end in tears. A mere servant could never sit side-by-side with one as beautiful as yourself."

Suddenly, this is getting rather dramatic. He'll make this up to you later, Misty, really. "Oh, but how my heart would ache for the chance... not today, not tomorrow, but someday soon I can only hope! A day when I could call such a lady my own." And he kisses her hand for good measure.