Kate snickers in earnest, going a little redder each time she cusses. It's hard to say if he's scandalized, or just reacting to hearing a lady talk with such a filthy mouth. Either way, he's laughing, and shaking his head.

"You're awlright, sweetheart. Ayup, I do believe you've got me."

His intent wasn't to trick or embarrass. Well, all right, his intent was to trick. Sort of a social experiment, you see? But he'd sure feel funny if Jack went away feeling awkward about this whole affair.

"An' here I thought I made a piss-poor fella. You make one helluva lady, though, Mr. Twist."