D’Artagnan, the original playa:
Do not depend upon me, madame, for the next meeting; since my convalescence I have so many affairs of this kind on my hands, that I am forced to regulate them a little. When your turn comes, I shall have the honour to inform you of it. I kiss your hands.
Poor Lady DeWinter (ha!).
Being Tori 
Don’t be afraid. I won’t smite you. Probably.