"Having issues remembering your own name, love?" The woman laughed quietly into her own palm at his hesitation, before leaning her chin into the same hand now propped up on the table beside her. "It's perfectly alright if you don't wish to tell me your real name, but don't lie, dear. It's much simpler when you don't have to cut through the bollocks as they say." Patty gave a warm smile, though she had basically just called out the man. The dark haired woman showed no signs of aggression or even being feisty, in fact she still outwardly appeared completely friendly and joyful. However, Patty didn't trust this guy in the slightest, just as much as he didn't trust her. The atmosphere was almost crackling around them with their distrust for one another as Patty spoke up again. "Ol' Chap, are you going to stand there until oblivion? Might as well relax if you are hanging about here, wouldn't you say?"