"Not that- He looks like one- or anything- But- But I mean- My brother, Liam, used to call me that- And his head it-" Charlie stammered, his cheeks flushed. Obviously he didn't handle himself well around girls like this one. Of course, the fact that they had been in a romantic relationship in a different universe didn't help either. So he told himself not to worry and look like a bloody lunatic and continued, "Looks just a bit like a turnip. A deformed one, though- A turnip that looks like a head."
With his explination out of the way, Charlie exhaled and continued to grin anyway. "No- I'm a Brit if you haven't been able to guess yet." he said, studying her for a moment before speaking, "You're not from around here either..Australia?" He had just been to the Sydney, so he could place the accent when he heard it.