"I'm a miserable grump myself, sometimes, I have a radar," Amy announces imperiously, as if she's made the decision and no one will sway her, at this point. "Maybe I'll give it time and find you're cheerier than most people I know," she retorts, seeing as she's met enough grim-faced people during her days travelling that she's used to them.

"If you end up trying to ascend the ranks, keep in mind, I can see through that bullshit," she says knowingly. "But maybe you'll earn it rightfully."