D| I'm so sorry for how late this is...
There was a quick stop of the music as he heard yelling. Dante was a little hopeful that it would be his brother but the voice was a little off and a bit more louder. He quickly turned his head over to the door frame to see who it was. A male with really long red hair, wonderful. The demon hunter quickly spun around moving the guitar with breeze over his right shoulder.
"What? Don't know a party when you see one?"
He smirked at him, the young man knew that there wasn't a party going on. However, he wasn't just going to let anyone crash his party even if there was no one here. Vergil could get away with killing his party mood. Only because Vergil wanted to kill him one way or another. This guy, didn't look like he wanted to kill anyone... yet.