Billy stared at Alice's hand like it might be the Bringer of the End for a short moment before giving another half-laugh and actually shaking it. "Billy," he said, with a note of finality that he did not mean to slip into there. "I mean. I'm Billy. Obviously."
Thankfully, he remembered to let go of her hand, so clearly things were looking up in terms of him not accidentally... hand sweating on her. Or whatever.
Still, it never hurt to try and channel a little bit of that confidence he was pretty sure he sort of had on his blog, and so he gave that a shot. "You never know, I might be able to manage tea and conversation at the same time." That. Was. Awesome. And then he ruined it all terribly with an involuntary nervous twitch in his left eye.