Damien had stayed on his side, not interfering with the vampire's movements, himself taking the opposite hand of his wife. This seemed nice. He would be glad to have everything go well for tonight, no fights or interference from unwanted sources.
He was wearing a nice suit, dark pants and shirt, red tie, black jacket. He looked good But he wasn't the only one. "You look great tonight," Damien admitted, hand briefly trailing down her arm. He sniffed the air as they went in. "Ohh, now this is nice. A good place to be right now, I can tell."