"Dunno, but nobody said a bad word 'bout my mama. Woman could slap the chrome off a tailpipe." he responded, grinning at her in what he hoped what a charming manner. "So your mama had a thing for the Greeks? Classic names, those are. Do you find yourself seeing things often?" His tone was joking and light, although he wondered if there was a reason behind her mother's naming patterns. "Most music is good music, though I can't cotton with that teeny-bopper pop crap."
Blues took another sip of his drink, realizing that he may have gone on just a bit. He was pleased that Cass didn't know who he truly was, there were many who were not fond of the newer gods. "Blues ain't for everyone, doll baby, it's all good though." He smirked, shrugging. "People who know me say I'm a walking encyclopedia of blues. If I could've gotten a degree in it I would have."