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Oh, he was definitely laying it on thick and she was growing curious as to why he was. Modest as she may have initially been, even she couldn't deny that such flattery was rather nice to indulge in once in a while. Whether he was being disingenuous wouldn't matter unless things took a sideways turn...but wasn't she here to have fun and enjoy herself? To let go of care, at least a little? Her finger traced the rim of her glass in thought for a moment before deciding something.

"Certainly. I'd be glad to share a dance with you." Endolynn smiled to him, a light rosiness tinging her cheeks as she finished her drink. "I'm glad that I could entertain a fine gentleman like yourself."

She drained the water from its glass and slid both back to the bartender. "Sensual, you say? I suppose I was feeling myself in the music and atmosphere here." Turning and sliding from her seat at the bar she smiled at this mysterious male. "Shall we?"

Dympna gleefully watches the hat soar gracefully across the room to land beside the barking Faucy. She tilts her head to the side again, sending the bells chiming once more before speaking. "Dympna finds this gathering most lively, yes. Dance? Dympna has danced with Smiley and others before, but alas, the others did not survive the dance with Smiley." She pats the bloodied sign over her shoulder affectionately. "For Dympna to dance with fellow kindred, Smiley would have to sit the dance out, lest other dancers gain new booboos."

- Fleur kisses his cheek and snuggles him. - " Its okay love, i know your busy with your work. Im glad you feel so protective. It warms my heart to know you care. I feel better. Thank you." - she enjoys snuggling and his sqeeze. It make her feel safe -

-She purrs slightly enjoying him playing hair. She watches the brothers and mate there was a lot involved here a lot of business being inpiled. She watched Paris and smiled when he asked about a drink.- " could I get a glass of red wine please?" - she watches them and feels a little tired but wanting leave the party just yet.-

"A dance? That sounds lovely..." She nodded, as she looked around, trying to figure out where the dancefloor was. She arched a brow, noticing all of the... shenanigans going on around the room. "Assuming the dance floor is not going to be flooded..." She eyed the Malkavian and the now apparently living golden faucet that was accompanying her.

She glanced back at the comment about other company. "Perhaps but then again..." She gestured towards the inanity going on around them. "Perhaps it would lead to something distasteful and unpleasant. I would much rather an interaction with someone who is unlikely to leave my dress drenched by her bizarre... dog."

Of course, Emppu would want to go exactly where the most trouble and danger was happening in the room. Those clan vampires were likely to turn on each other at any moment, and chaos would spread through the party like wildfire. Cassius gave the other vampire a slightly exasperated look. Though the son of Grendel would normally love to get himself caught up in a little trouble, tonight was becoming very important for the both of them. He was going to need Emppu to focus.

Moving toward the area where his mother had set up her little tarot reading station, Cassius glanced over at Emppu and let out a short sigh. Reaching up, he tucked a few loose strands over hair back behind his partners ear, and leaned in to brush lips against his neck and whisper. “If she says anything mean or negative, don’t take it too seriously.”

Leaning back away, he pulled Emppu along to the front of the line, having no intention of lining up and waiting like some idiot. Pushing himself up to the table, and knocking back the one who was next in line, Cassius reached into his pocket and pulled out the little bag of treasures that Emppu had procured. Dropping it down in front of her wordlessly, a smile tugged up the vampires lips.

“Hello, Mother. You’re looking well.”

“Oh yes I could certainly tell that you were feeling the music in your soul.” He was definitely going to lay it on thinck. It seemed to disarm and sometimes lower the other’s defenses. Compliment, compliment, compliment.

Mismatched eyes watched her finger trace the rim of her glas. And then they watched as her throat move with each swallow or her drink. He could almost feel himself salavating.

Offering her a hand he shot her the most charming look he could. “It would do me a great honor.” Upon taking her hand he would lead her out into the middle of the dance floor before turning and giving her a little spin. Once that move was completed he pulled her in close, a hand low on her waste as he placed her hand on his shoulder and he brought their clasped hands up. Ezo began to sway back and forth. “Are you a professional dancer or are you just a natural savant of the school of dance?” He wasn’t really interested but he could make small talk to continue working his way in.

“Cassius…” The Antediluvian’s voice was soft as silk. As sweet as honey as she spoke her son’s voice. Dark and dangerous. Hinting at at something perhaps just a little menacing.

Reaching into the pouch, Cryso pulled out a gold coin and hit it before tossing it back into the pouch and adding it to the pile of belongings and money she had already swindled out of the unsuspecting mortals. “What brings you to my humble little table, Cassius?” Pink eyes watched her son with deadly intent. It had been as long time since she had seen her son. She was proud of her accomplishment though. A son of the strongest creature she knew. Quite the opposite of Zapathasura, but she still loved her feral son.

She slide her tarot deck across the table towards Emppu. “Sit and shuffle the card/ until you are satisfied.” Placing her hands in her lap she sat up straight, eyeing Emppu with cold calculation.

It was not obvious just how she felt about her son’s friend.

How true that statement was but it was rare she could find others who shared or understood her passion to the same degree, so she had tempered herself when it came to discussions...unless she did come in contact with someone who understood, which was always so enthralling. "It helps when the music is good, as well." She said with a smile.

Endolynn followed him to the dance floor, fluidly stepping into the spin he gave her with a quiet giggle. He certainly had her curious about his own dancing, gladly moving in close to follow his lead and match every step. "I took lessons when I was younger, but I've been making up dances of my own since I was old enough to walk." She kept her eyes on him, not even needing to see where they were going as they stepped and swayed together. "I would not necessarily call myself a professional, but I do perform dances beneath the moonlight on certain nights for those who wish to watch. I enjoy it and so do others, which makes it all the more rewarding."

She didn't want this to be entirely focused on her, though; she was quite curious about her mysterious dance partner. "What sort of things interest you, my good sir? Do you have a profession or a skill you're passionate about?"