Alfie tried to keep his fist closed under the table. If he didn't have anything to staunch the blood, he would have to use his hands to keep the blood from dripping everywhere. He grinned though, an actual grin this time. "I'm good. Okay... maybe a little nervous." Okay maybe a lot nervous, but outwardly, he seemed to be managing it all right, minus the mini-Hulk moment there. "Haven't actually been on a real date in a while, so I'm kinda rusty."
He looked over at the counter where they were serving up the coffee. "So, uhm... what are you having?" He wasn't exactly being a smooth operator here, but then, his hand kept throbbing, so it was just a little bit difficult to concentrate. "I usually get a frap." Might also be a good place to find some napkins and clean his cut up hand.