Alice glares at him; it's only show, put on to hide her awkwardness, "--keen eyes he has," she mutters to herself, but then her eyes glitter again and she curls her lips in the smile Charlie used to adore. Er. Better not think of any connections with the past.
"Sparkle? How droll. It would be fascinating to sparkle, wouldn't it? Um -- or not. And the city? Well, I don't know." She turns serious. "You can imagine the amount of exploring and building that needs to be done here, right? I can't see how people in their right minds would come to live here willingly."