Smirking at her, he just shrugged. "Used to say dat myself. Look at me now. Bein' someone's conscience." He teased her. "Mais dere is somethin' to be said 'bout bein' stubborn." Though he would know something about that as well.
Opting to tip an imaginary hat at her kind sir comment, he simply said, "Remy LeBeau, at your service." Raising a brow at her in a mix of curiosity and disbelief, he asked, "How is overembelishin' not an option? It always be an option." And he could overembelish with the best of them. But, of course, he wasn't satisfied with her response. "Fer starters, you not be alone right now. I not be chopped liver over 'ere." He joked, only to ask, "Mais why would you choose dat? It be obvious dat it's not makin' you happy." At least by said drinking and the way she went about it anyway.