[ She squints her eyes, leaning in closer to the boy. It takes only five seconds before she decides to lean back and shrug, barking out a laugh. ]

I like the cut of your jib.

You sound like the perfect candidate if you have no fear of death what-so-EVER! I can’t wait to start teaching you everything I know, like what kind of colors go well with each other and how you should wear your hair if you don’t want it singed off.