Soumaya

*Your head turns to the stairs as Soumaya, the old man's daughter appears* As-salāmu ʿalaykum.

And with your spirit, gorgeous...

*Surprised, her eyes widen and her cheeks flush slightly* Why thank you...

How about "Shut up, white boy, I like polite men more"? Or the other way around - "You're so cheeky, gimme more"...

*She laughs, her cheeks still flushed* I think I'll go with the second one...

*I chuckle softly:* That's the spirit! Will you dine with us? Or is that prohibited? I mean, I already saw your beautiful face anyway...

*She peeks through her fingers* Don't you dare finish that sentence!

... I might ask him, very politely, if he'd allow me to date you - with the outmost propriety.

*Her breath catches, eyes searching his* You would do that? For me?

*I look her deep in the eyes:* Hey, I've found a hidden treasure - so I went and bought the entire field. If you know what I'm culturally referring to...

Aladdin? *laughs* You bought me like a lamp?

*I chuckle merrily:* No, sweetie - The Gospel according to Matthew. And before you ask - saint Matthew, not me.