I don't mind hearing it, double. I find it interesting to hear, and as we've established you're certainly not displeasing to look at, either. Definitely an improvement on my last drinking partner, especially as you're not trying to get me into bed.

[She flashes him a smirk.]

I wish you luck with your all your murderous endeavours, as well. I wish you luck in any attempts to accomplish those other goals of yours. You have all the time in the world to work on such things, after all, stuck in this place. You should write an opera, double. Perhaps we could write one together, in fact. It could be about narcissism.

[Descole titters a little at her own joke. She wasn't lying when she said that she was unaccustomed to alcohol.]