[He is glad, very fleetingly, that she "gets it" enough not to be annoying on the matter. And then she names him, nearly knocking over the corked bottle of sand at his side.]
Hell no.
[And before she can suggest anything else...!!!]
You win. You want something to call me? "Cal." She goes around calling herself the insipidly feminine version of that 'nickname' bullshit anyway.