"Oh, I'm sure whomever you marry will be instantly charmed by you. And very lucky." he asserted, grinning as he passed his mug to her. Gil started to say more, but the words became a tangled mess of unintelligible sounds. Laughing it away, he shook his head and tried a different track instead. "Sorry. Um, a refill would be great, I'll just take a black coffee this time. And sugar."