"Oh, that's neat." Goldie had never been smart like that; she wasn't dumb, not at all, but her smarts were limited to things that were easy. Given how frequently she was pulled out of school, she barely really knew the same things most kids had known, but then she went in the same direction as her mom and it never really mattered. She could sing and write, compose because that was the one thing her mom really focused on teaching her.
"So you're like the Q of Regiment? And we're your James Bond's?" It must be fun, thinking up gadgets and gizmos for people to use.