Kate blinks, obviously taken aback. "That's... Very forward of you, Mr Becket. Miss Kelly, thank you. Or Miss Kate."

She didn't think Americans were that missing in manners. They had a reputation for being forward, yes, but that was among the British. Surely forward would sit with a colonial girl.

And yet not, apparently.

But she had previously apologised, and she's determined to try and keep that air of sharing. Regain it, make it a bit more useful. So as they start to walk out of the park, she asks questions.

"What are the basics of this place?"