"How do I know?" He rubs at his smile, eyes crinkling with amusement. "Why - By the way you talk to me, of course." Then he drops his hand and poses: he tilts his head to a flattering angle and pouts down at her. "You absolutely see me as a cool, confident sophisticate. If you say otherwise, you'll be lying, Beth Greene. Admit it. Go on. I'm the suavest person you've ever met, just as you're the most adorably feisty."