"You're too pretty to be a school teacher.." he laughs and takes the wallet glancing at the ID. "Really? My name is Nick?" he asks rolling his eyes at her and then tugs her a little closer. "Do I look like a Nick?"

He doesn't know why that sounds weird to him, maybe because it's the first time even using American names for himself that he could remember. He hadn't had to do the spy bullshit before he'd fallen off the train. "And what's my girlfriends name? Ms. Too Pretty?"

His hands stroke up her sides slipping a thumb under the shirt to brush against her skin in a playful way. He clearly isn't upset by any of this, and is just having a good time with her. Hell, he's pretty sure if she really wanted to mess with him the fake ID would have said Steve.