Not bothering to try and act like the things he chooses to compliment her on don't please her tremendously, Aerith's chin lifts proudly, tilting her head from side to side as she playfully basks in the praise.

"And a successful bully," she adds pleasantly, smug that she wasn't the one to fold first, even though he's given her quite a few nice things to say about him, and the alcohol's lessened her restraint.

"You are very handsome, and a good dance partner." Then, quickly, after realizing that's just a bit too sincere for this game they're playing at. "And very good at being annoying."