Hm, I suppose I can't fault that. Although if you're still considering me to be a random civilian I might be a little bit upset. [Of course she's nothing of the sort, although now she's considering just how tricky it might be to break into the Enterprise. Not that she would, not at the risk of a blossoming friendship, but she can't pretend the challenge doesn't excite her.] But I'll accept an invitation to a victory dinner, if you're going to host one.
Are you hoping for an audience with the Queen? I doubt you'll get the chance. From what I've read, there wasn't much that distracted them from parties. [She glances over him again, considering. She's armed, of course, she always is, but hopefully it's not blatantly obvious. If something goes wrong, she wants to be ready]