The X-factor couldn't help but let a grin cross his features before it became a smirk. "That could be an interesting story, were my name Blank." He merely held out his glass and the bartender filled it for him. He'd only been coming to this establishment for a short time but the bartender knew he was a decent customer, always tipping more than he should. What did the X-factor care? He had near limitless funds at this point and should he need more? There were always ways to get it. Legal and not so legal. He offered the rejected pair a sardonic little wave and then looked to the woman. "I'm Jamie."