If Irene were to play, which she'd not yet decided, she planned on playing very well. Do anything poorly, it wasn't really possible for Irene, unless she meant to. Perfection, it was something she couldn't stop herself striving for.

"Irene. It's a pleasure.

And she does take the offered hand, grip firm. She's not attempting to impress, not really, but first impressions are everything, aren't they?