He bowed (a little sarcastically) when she corrected him on her name, but didn't comment otherwise. Not while she toyed with the screwdriver, not until she was done speaking. Not until she was done dropping several stunning and delicious tidbits in his lap.

"A few things..." he finally said, that charming twinkle back in his eye.

"One. What's a Bajoran? Two, what's duranium? Three, ditto polyduranide, which I'm assuming is some sort of polymer woven out of the aforementioned duranium."

He leaned up against the wall, giving her his third best flirtatious look, wondering if she'd take the bait.

"Four, how do I take you up on that earlier offer of you telling me how everything works? And finally, five...can I replicate you a drink?"