[He sees that look and gives her a cheeky grin in response because hey. He could try, if he really wanted to.]

Aye, but halfway is no way to live, and you've gone and ruined a perfectly good drink. [His hand's already in the air, signaling for another bottle while he chuckles under his breath.

He eyes her for a moment, before waving her off.]

You're a hard one to get, lass. [Even slightly drunk, he remembers himself enough to pitch his voice low, so that nobody else can overhear him.]