Her blush just amused him all the more. This sort of banter was much different to the familiar stuff he shared with Rosie, but that didn't mean it wasn't just as entertaining. Well ... it was a different sort of entertaining. Even more important, she wasn't clingy or annoying. She got points for that. He might just let her be his bartender again ... maybe.
"Right. You don't think that at all," he nodded innocently, but his eyes telling another story all together. He really shouldn't give her a hard time about it. Merlin knew that he'd said some pretty out there and/or rude things in the past and would definitely continue to do so. It was just who he was. There was no filter between his thoughts and his mouth, particularly when he was drinking.
He shrugged when she said his name wasn't common. It wasn't, but that only fed into his self-awareness ... not that it was always such a good thing. "Even in Scotland it isn't." His parents lived just south of Thurso, in the Highlands and even as a child he'd never really met anyone with his name. Hell, as an adult he hadn't.