[That is indeed where that gullible man has gone, hence Hilda's laugh.]

You saw how I did it! People enjoy compliments.

[Especially from a pretty girl, but that's just a given, isn't it? So moving right along:]

But only compliments that you mean. He did have broad shoulders, didn't he? And his coat fit him very well, so... I meant what I said, and he could tell! That made him happy. [She reaches out to pluck that empty champagne glass from Constance's hand, waggling it at her before setting it on a nearby table.] Everyone has something worth complimenting; you just need to find it.

[It's a simple as that!]