"Ahh. I take it that you were not raised with plenty of lessons in courtly manners and etiquette. But you certainly have a flair for dressing well." It was a bit of a backhanded compliment, but it was as close as she was willing to come at the moment.

"As for Mr. Champloo, I wonder if you really know what you are getting into with his training? The only instructor more demanding I can think of would be Salvatore, and she doesn't teach. I shudder to think of what you would be in for. He will probably try to cook you at some point to make you empathize with the food.