His expression is sympathetic. Though Bruce finds it easier to relax here than the socialite parties at home (he is not opposed to the intent, or the content, even if the sketchier elements here concern him), he's still easily irritated by being obligated to be social. Wandering a club of this nature alone by default invites being approached; if only he wasn't so fickle with his moods.

"Tom." He takes her hand, gives her another one of those little smiles, and doesn't say anything creepy about her name. (Even CRAZY must be well-timed, all right, he's fine.) When he speaks, it's soft-spoken in a way that's reserved versus shy, and clear enough to be heard easily. "What inspired giving this place a shot?"