George rolled his eyes back and groaned, giving himself a good smack on the forehead. What an idiot he was. She was so pretty he just couldn't stop looking at her and it was turning him into one of those blokes that scared women off. He'd have to get a grip. Sliding off the stool, he held out his hand to her.
"George Carter, idiot. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Isabel." His cheeks burned with embarrassment. At least it probably wouldn't show too much against the rest of his burned skin.