She sorts at his attempt at Clark Gable, finding that he's charming even while he lacks all the suaveness of the movie greats. There's something about him, an earnestness, an honest goodness that can only be innate.

"Oh, God, they do that and then some." She laughs. "You should see some of the porn written about me. It's enough to make your toes curl."

It doesn't bother her much, so long as it's all rooted in fantasy. That's what she's made to be, after all - a fantasy. It happens to someone else that happens to share her face.