Sounds like something out of a Regency novel. Do not run, Marjorie. It would be very unseemly...
They emerged into the cool night air and Laura was glad her suit had a jacket. Whether that would be enough to keep her warm or not, time would tell.
“Of course,” she replied. “Some of them provide samples, if you ask nicely.”
At his request for a direction, she pointed right. “There's a short street just the other side of the parking lot, with a little park. That's where they set up.”