[While he's not entirely surprised by Olivia's leaping up out of her chair and flapping around like a baby bird, he does have to immediately think about how surprised he is about the guy at her side. He takes no time in sizing the guy up, and maybe he's a little showoffish in how he judges him with an eye along with that honestly noble-sounding introduction.

So she's not only found a man who was gentle-spoken and straightforward, but she'd found one of a noble stature, too. Good for her, his first thought, quickly followed by haha, what a statue. Sorry, Oliva--he's still Gaius, afterall.]

Whoa there. No need to stand on ceremony for me. I'll definitely partake in the wine, though--especially if it's sweet. [He hopes it's sweet.] Name's Gaius, as I doubt you've heard enough now. Well met.

[He'll even offer one of those gloved hands to the broad-standing nobleman-type when he gets close enough, his accent tinged and his way of speaking apparent--he's definitely no high-born like this pair appear to be.]

Guess I owe you a 'thanks' for keepin' a good eye on Olivia here, huh. Maybe it should'a been me buying the wine.