Gellert followed Vlad's gaze around the room. It was just like any other party. There was nothing truly special about Beltane in Gellert's eyes. It was just an excuse for the Ministry of Magic to throw a party, nothing more. In a way, it was pretty standard. Outside, he knew there was a bit of a darker side with fire dancers, bonfires, and a few other things. He smiled at Vlad, amused by the arrogance that Vlad showed. "Yes, it was very good of you to show up. I happen to like seeing you, but I do not need a party as an excuse for that, I do not think," he said before he shrugged. "They drink alcohol? They dance? They try not to fall into the bonfires outside?"