My dessicated black heart is all aflutter from your sweet words. True though your sentiment may be I can't in good conscience accept for reasons we've gone over before. [gently but firmly. then she smirks]

However, I do appreciate the way you've foolishly put yourself on the line for what you believe in and think I should at least give some gesture of appreciation. If no one manages to upend a punch bowl on your head or otherwise inflict grievous bodily injury upon your person I'll dance with you.