He tuts and rolls his eyes, as though she's being ridiculous.

'Well, I am goin' t'tell you what t'do, obviously. I'm no' having you drivin' like a girl an' getting me paintwork scratched.'

Though for all he knows, she could be the girliest girl that ever girled and not even be able to pull the wheel 'round. This car is a bit of a beast.

'An' I am not abou' t'pass out. An' you're no' goin' to learn anythin' by standin' there flutterin' yer eyelashes at me either. So mush.'

He'd be pleased to hear he's puzzling her. He'd say it adds to his devestatingly attractive air of mystery (and mean it).