Parson's is one of the few names he could've invoked that sends that ostensible compliment into insult zone. "God of course Parson Starling has hot bones." She laments, but looks down where he's pointing, tracing one of her own collarbone with a finger as though to try to see if they're pretty. They look nice tonight, but there's no way Zeke knows they're special and glittery and that's a little sad.