Scotty inclined his head in response--He'd never taken to Monty, but the way his Nan had always stretched Montgomery into an invective made him equally uncomfortable. He couldn't very well call the lad Scott, and Scotty would just be odd. That left only the one.

"Aye, my mates called me 'at too," Scotty smiled as he spoke, fond memories of basic and after flitting to mind. "Ya wonnae be gutted if I call ya' Monty, en?"