He looked mock offended for a moment, but there was laughter shining in his eyes, "I can't believe you'd ever accuse me of being a liar. I am perfectly honest!" His declaration might have been a little over-done, but he didn't have to act his age. He'd already established that.
That descriptor she used...delicious lies? It was so unique. But he couldn't say that he didn't like it, "Alright then, you asked for it."
He peered at her a bit more closely, "Your blush is wonderful. It paints your cheeks this brilliant pink. I think I could listen to your laugh for hours because it's so melodic. When it comes to fashion sense, yours is quite intriguing, in a good way, even when you're in a work outfit. And for good measure let's just say that there's this way your smile lights up your eyes, and it's beautiful," he tilted his head ever so slightly, "Delicious enough, even though they aren't lies?"