"You are a taco connoisseur. I can tell. I like a lady that can appreciate a good taco."
Trickster watched her eat appreciatively. So did a few other customers. His hand canted just so with a gentle, serene smile to his face. It seemed the outlanders tended to view many of the natives as props to their displacement rather than people. Pretending to be one of them it was fun to see how the other outlanders reacted to him.
"No pay! You just enjoy that taco as long as you want..."