Blaise had a few drinks to calm his nerves before showing up at the pub, so three in a row wasn't too bad. He did feel strangely relaxed and was actually smiling. Her behaviour amused him and he reached for his drink and frowned at the fact it was smaller than hers. "I don't like any of those nicknames." he said it matter of factly and smirked. "I will figure out my own nickname for you."
He peered in her glass and into his own. "He did!" He frowned at her. "In what world does batting eyelashes get you better drinks?" He took a tentative sip of his drink and pondered the taste before taking a bigger drink. "I am just going to take yours from now on." he said, looking at hers.