"I'm glad. I hope you don't mind my saying how beautiful you are."

He'd complimented her dress before, of course, but he thought she might be amenable to another compliment, a far more personal one. And he leans forward, too, though only ever so slightly. He's still not quite sure what approach to take with her, but has nearly settled on slow and flattering. While there are women in the City he can be pushier with, he's not sure she's one of them.