[Izzy's a little hard to miss, she seems to draw Solo's attention without even meaning to. There's something about that one. But he bides his time, noticing she's making the rounds a little methodically, and though his smile is pretty neutral when she first turns up, he actually laughs a little at her assessment.

He somehow manages to sound completely sincere.]

I'm flattered you think so. I like to cook, thought I'd try my hand at baking. But don't judge them til you've tried one.

[His smile is absolute confidence as he picks up one of the more fancily wrapped tiramisu cupcakes and offers it to her.]

On the house. Or as payment for your protection of my fragile cupcakes from rogue smashing. [That might have been a wink.]