She smiled back, not entirely genuine, but it would do. For one thing, he was someone she hadn't met yet, and for another, he was pretty easy on the eyes. It was enough to make whatever melancholy Rosie had been carrying slip to the background.
"Rosie," she answered. "I think I've heard you on wireless. I'm also known as Cupcake." She actually blushed for half a second at the juvenile nature of her callsign. Whatever, she couldn't exactly shrug it off, and taking it as an insult would only reinforce her retarded flight instructor's ideas about her capabilities.
"Nice to meet you," she said in a honeyed tone, picking up his flask to take a draught from it.