But I'd be making a hasty assessment, having hardly tasted you at all.

[The compliment she wishes to hear isn't difficult to earn; it's more so that Sholmes does find himself delighted to play the game of harmless teasing, of pretending that he needs more data before he can give her a positive assessment.]

Indeed, I might be here for quite a while yet before I can tell you one way or another. I assume... that won't be a problem.