Another glib, joking response is right on the tip of her tongue when he unexpectedly goes on and elaborates, sounding shockingly earnest. Thrown off, she gives him a slightly startled look, blinking rapidly. "Oh," she says finally, dumbly, staring down at her cards without really seeing them. It's quite something to be called smart by Tony Stark. She's trying not to dwell on the gorgeous part, but she's sure she's blushing again anyway, a bashful smile she can't quite suppress tugging at her lips. "That's... kindly said. Thanks."
Thankfully they're out of the stock pile and effectively at the end of their practice round, giving her a convenient topic change. She sucks air through her teeth and shakes her head as she counts. "Well, I've got a set of fours and unmatched for... twenty-one."
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2016-01-25 07:38 pm (UTC)Thankfully they're out of the stock pile and effectively at the end of their practice round, giving her a convenient topic change. She sucks air through her teeth and shakes her head as she counts. "Well, I've got a set of fours and unmatched for... twenty-one."