Andrew had also fretted all morning at his appearance. He felt awkward with his lanky form, bumbling. A dapper suit should take care of that, yeah? So the man slicked his hair back with slightly too much pomade, but that couldn't be fixed now, he thought with nervousness. He was genuinely interested in Miss Ward and wanted to give a good impression even still. The suit he wore was not of the finest quality but it was clean and neat as a pin, no holes to be seen, just a plain suit of dark blue and a bowler hat at the ready to hide the pomade slick. He had polished his shoes as well until they gleamed, but he was particularly obsessed with keeping things clean and neat, at least that could be gathered by the spotlessness of the shop.

At the sound of the knock at the door, he nearly jogged over and wrenched it open, but managed to stop himself by a hair, politely opened the door. "Hello, Rose," he said before stepping out to lock the door. He put on his hat and then tipped it at her, just before offering his arm enthusiastically.