What would ye do, if ye...

Were walking in the street and came across the most dashing gentleman on Earth in his 12-inch top hat, blue dupio-silk cravat, burgundy wool frockcoat, yellow double-breasted waistcoat, dark-green breeches (I did not meant to appear rude in this matter) and extra-long pair of boots? Would you poison him and perserve him in your local museum, kidnap him and keep him as your pet or humbly ask him whether he would want to marry ye?