"Only those who amuse me, Monsieur. Or would you prefer me to change into something suitable?"
Leaning her head on her hand, she smiles, amused and fascinated all at once. The possibilities he presents, the doors he can open for her - she has to contain her imagination before it runs away with her again. Not every plan is a good plan or else she wouldn't be indebted to a captain of dubious character who may or may not be lying at the bottom of the sea.
"My husband's jealousy is quite troublesome, of course, but he is not here. Frankly, I'd rather he were never here again for as long as I live. That's quite an improper thought, is it not?"