[ Now and again, Francel's remarks turn mildly flirtatious, in such a manner that it could be unconsciously done. Best for Francel is that he voices innocent observations, and Zephirin chooses to treat it so. ]

At the usual hour? [ He inclines his head. ] I gratefully accept your invitation, Lord Joacin, and will remove my mask ere I announce myself at your front door.

[ As they approach the bakery, Zephirin turns his face away from Francel, briefly, to acknowledge their destination reached. This visit is his first. ]