Raziel couldn't help the look he gave at the question over if Vince's boyfriend was hot or not. His eyes rolled back, and he nodded is head quickly. "You have no idea," he said with a groan, because Gods if Vince hadn't scooped him up.
Thankfully, the hot man with the goofy smile was going to dance with him. Vince's boyfriend wasn't nearly as hot as him. Instead of casting a charm on his own drink, Raziel just downed it quickly. The empty glass was set back down, before one tattooed hand reached out for Miguel's, and started towards the dance floor. "I have been needing this after the week I've had. Nothing can make you want to let loose more than hunching over for 50 hours a week," he said with a low groan.