ID: Maybe you should give her your hat to make up for the rude thought you just had?

"Here," you go to take off your hat, and she puts up a hand to stop you. "What - what's up with you, Dame? You're definitely not drunk, because I know you don't drink, so what is going on?" She studies your face for a moment, but she doesn't seem to figure anything out. Eventually, she sighs, stepping back. "What are you up to-"