She laughs, unable to stop herself. He's charming. She can't understand why he's trying to be charming to her-- maybe she's just easily charmed by his bullshit. It's not like that's never happened before. "That tends to happen before you buy a hat, yeah. What's your favorite cowboy movie, Mister Marshal?"

She tilts the brim back up, eyes bright despite herself. Her hair is mussed around her forehead, a thick strand falling over one eye.