There's no sense of embarrassment when she laces the profanity in with her responses, even if he had deemed to openly judge her for being too colorful. But he doesn't, and is in fact charming enough that it makes her see Seth Bullock less and less in his face.

"Pisses off near about everyone," she tells him. "Sheriff in the camp I'm from, not the most pleasant fucking person to be around. Self-righteous sort."

Trixie taps her upper lip. "You'd be a dead-ringer if you had a bushy mustache and smiled a lot fucking less."