LOL no, the last time Eliot encountered a situation in which he didn't know what to do with himself, it involved a vow of chastity. He's just taking his time taking all of this (which is to say, Magnus) in. And deciding on the perfect drink, because there's no reason not to be impressive.

"My everything is delicious," he returns, without an apparent hint of shame, or ...awareness of what he just said, which is, of course, untrue. "I'm Eliot. How the hell did someone like you wind up here?" A beat. "And if you say 'an accident,' I'm rescinding your martini privileges."

He's soooo tired of hearing that, especially since there's no fucking explanation for it.