[ For the first time, that cheerful clueless smile slips off her face and she just blinks at him, earnestly surprised.

Then she laughs and the smile that works its way onto her face is wry and a little sardonic. It suits and doesn't suit her all at the same time. ]

Oh, come on. You're really gonna tell me you don't know exactly who I don't wanna be hanging out with?

[ a certain genre of male servants were just. so normal about the whole thing. ]

You're crabby, sure, and you're a jerk even on a good day but at least you're not that kind of weird.