Bea noticed his discomfort, and while it was cute to see someone so very large and masculine behaving in a shy way, she didn't want to make the poor man uncomfortable. God knew it was too hot in the sun for that. So instead, she took his hand and gave it a very gracious shake. "Raj," she repeated, sure that it was short for something else just like her own name was an abbreviation of a name she liked far less. "That's a lovely name. It's nice to meet you too, Raj. I hope the lemonade helps."