*She shrugs airily. If he's going to play coy, she can as well.*

I have one I could offer. A shade over two thousand ever made it off of Chal'phan Tep, only three hundred twenty-six ever came onto the market. That's a very small number, in a very big galaxy. Each one hand-tooled, irreplaceable. Of course, it needs a little work, but for someone like you that's part of the charm.