She laughed at that, miming skirt-spreading and dipping into her version of a curtsey as she slid off the bench, "I'll have you know I'm at least old enough to be your granmama." She winked then as she unfolded, she usually 'stood' at about 5'9" since that was a comfortable resting height, "But I appreciate the sentiment all the same."
She tilted her head then, hair falling in a deft, practiced, sweep over her shoulder, "So, shall we?"