"Aw, shucks," I say, wishing I had pockets to thrust my hands into to complete the effect -- which is based in being genuinely flattered, let's not get that wrong -- and settling for linking them behind my back for a spell.

"You're totally worth building a rickety shelter for, too. What with the also being fun and pretty and such."

Abuptly I unlink my hands and clap them. "Now, give up the goods." Beat, and then to clarify, "What've we got in the basket o' food?"