Harry was prone to speak first, think later, but he wasn't stupid about women. Well ... no more than any other boy, and he liked to think he had a few random insights into the fairer sex that others might not.
"The summer must have done well, but they still have a long ways to go to even begin to catch up with you," he said cheerfully. "I suppose if you have nothing else going for you, a big rack is nature's compensation."
He lay there, envisioning his pirate ship. "I could dock my ship right out there," he pointed at the lake. "And we could come ashore for plundering and pillaging. I was gonna say booty, but that just sounds wrong."
He gave her his most ingratiating "Aren't I too cute?" smile, hoping it still worked on Mandy.