Ploutos started laughing and choked on his latte, coughing as he tried not to spew very hot liquid everywhere. He finally managed to clear his throat and say, "Very kind, but I think I'll pass." He laughed quietly as he took another sip, then gestured to the chair across from him. "But you can join me if you want. Always interesting to meet someone new."
"I'm Ploutos, by the way," he added. "And I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that 'mootles' isn't your proper name."