[A casual little curtsy from where she sits for you! And a wink.]

You truly do flatter me, dear.

[...But she should have some kind of response in return, shouldn't she? Dorothy pauses for a moment herself, but...

Dorothy is actually struggling to come up with some kind of response that isn't at least slightly genuine, give. Give her a moment, she's trying to keep herself composed.]

...And I suppose in the spirit of the game, I ought to rate you in kind--I think anyone with eyes can see you're attractive, Yeager.

[nailed it???]