[Quentin's eyebrows raise a little at her initial flinch and change in posture, and he glances cautiously at the phoenix. Oh ho? A crack in the armor? But no. She recovers, and it's back to the Little Miss Perfect routine. He sighs in mild disappointment and idly takes off his glasses to clean them with his shirt.]

Wow. That was almost an actual honest reaction. Gotta say, didn't think you had it in you. [He puts his glasses back on and casually eats his second cherry, waving his hand vaguely at her in a "go ahead" gesture.]

Now do it again. But don't half-ass it this time, mmkay?