She can tell that he's starting to relax, which of course is the whole point of disappearing into a shitty little bar like this one. It's always nice to see when he just lets himself be in the moment.

"Oh yeah?" she answers with a quiet chuckle, holding her gaze on him as the smirk gives way to a smile. "What other things am I, then?" There's a playful ease to it that makes it clear that this is just a continuation of their banter. She's confident enough to know exactly what kind of things she is. Both good and bad.