She looked to the woman who started speaking and she opened her mouth to speak but suddenly, there were other people there.

She gave a look to the man with the kind face and the dark hair when his hand was offered, not by him, but by another person, it was her hand who ended up in Henri's. Pen gave a wide eyed stare at first and then said, "Uh, hello sir. I'm Penelope Wells, and you are?" She gave a curtsy and then a wide smile. Her dark eyes were filled to the brim with intelligence and laughter, perhaps almost as if there was a joke hanging in the air between them in the best kind of way. "I shall be glad to dance if you are so inclined."

And then she looked back to the woman, as if asking if it was okay. She didn't want to seem rude to either person.