Ah, to live in a galaxy free from the politics that make every compliment a battle zone and every kindness suspect.

It's a good answer and gets another smile. She manages to clamp down on the urge to say something self-deprecating, especially since it might only give him the idea she wants more compliments. (Not that she dislikes them, but she's not going fishing for them.) "It's good to be discerning."

Someday she'll have to show him a cowboy movie or two so he knows what she's talking about. But that would require watching a movie. Hmm. "No? What kinds of party favors do smugglers give out, then? All sorts of scandalous things, right?"