Confidence was something Charlie had in excess. But seeing as how it had served him well in life (translation = lots of pussy), he wasn't about to go changing things. Ava liked it too, and that was all that mattered currently.
Her smile was cute. "You should have been all Bond like with that intro. Like Faust. Mikaela Faust," he said in a cheesy attempt at a Russian accent. "Very dramatic. Funny how that guy managed to seem mysterious while giving his real name. What kind of secret agent does that?" Now Charlie was just shooting the breeze, dragging out her discomfort.