Of course Percy had noticed that M. Beaufort had not even acknowledged his presence - and it pleased him immensely. He let the others speak and stalked around the little French picnic, grinning to himself as he observed the little flags and show of nationality here and there.

He began to hum 'God Save the King'.

Then he began to sing it at the top of his lungs. He danced about the Frenchies, making sure to serenade Monsieur Beaufort especially, pausing in the midst of his song to make a proper introduction to Tamaki. "Afraid we've not met, my dear musical fellow. Sir Percy Blakeney, at your service." He bowed and then gave a great grin to his wife. "Ah, Madame, will you grace us tonight with a song? Something appropriately French, of course!"