Wrinkling her nose, Sookie immediately waves her hand in dismissal of the assessment, shoulder hunching bashfully as she shakes her head and curls cascade about her shoulders. "You only say that because you haven't exactly seen the worst sides of me. Or what I look like when I'm totally overworked. Because... I mean, I still work as a waitress most days on the island, but it's totally different when you're trying to make ends meet and get stressed every day about looking kind enough to pull in the tips," Sookie points out, laughing under her breath. "So I'm... quite different here. Freer, you could say."

Crossing her arms over her chest, she stares over, eyes careful and assessing.

"Although maybe this means I should leave now while I'm ahead, keep your impression a good one while I try to figure out how I should prepare for our date," muses Sookie, brow arching in thought.