[Oh, don't flatter yourself.]

Oh, I quite agree. Unfortunately, none of us here are so lucky.

[That wrinkle in her composure is gone, however, and she smirks faintly, reminiscent of their encounter in the tailor's boutique when she'd teased him openly— good-natured, but still.]

Well, good luck in finding a stimulating prospect that meets your standards. Maybe someone who shares your sweet tooth? Or would that be too close to inviting competition?

[Like interests seem worth seeking out, but sharing cake may not be worth it in the eyes of some.]