Are you saying I shouldn't judge a book by its cover? That's real cute, Fett, but come on. You look like you're dressed for an ambush, and the way you're...

[Sal gestures to whatever it is he seems intent on doing.]

Fondling those books, well, it just doesn't track. Go ahead and prove me wrong if you want, of course, if I'm impinging on your honor or whatever.

[She crosses her arms, curious as to what kind of response he'll give. Aside from hassling him relentlessly to mixed results, Sal doesn't really know much about him yet. Evidently, this is the path she's chosen to figure it all out; straight-forward, relentless, annoying.]