[ if they're lucky only one or two people might be glancing over their way - not that dante cares much, he doesn't go hiding his affections that might vash would be very aware of, as would any others who know dante well enough to dive past the surface level. and that laugh only serves to encourage him, all but holding the other man flush against him as he titters out a happy sort of purr. ]

I gotta, do I? [ dante grins, widely, happy despite the almost exasperated groan that leaves him. ] You're incorrigible, Vash, there is no way I can deny you giving me looks like that.

[ fingers flex around his waist, wanting to drift, to wander, knowing he really shouldn't in polite company - knowing he has a job as both of the one birthday boys and the more sociable of the twins to be out there and engaging with their guests instead of stealing away into a dark corner. he'll get vash back later, he thinks, letting out a low hum as he nudges vash back. ]

I accept, thank you.