"Oh..." He looked down, embarrassed. If his cheeks hadn't already started to become red from the cheap alcohol he would have blushed at his misunderstanding. "I... didn't know." Xander was trying his hardest not to say sorry all the time, but he really wanted to. His teenaged mind didn't think it would be so bad; well the making out at school thing, not the making out in public thing. He wouldn't want people to watch.
"Lightweight?" He asked, not understanding that term. "No... Why would I feel like that?" Alcohol and the effects associated with it would never be something he would know until he experienced it. He grasped her hand tighter with a smile. The spinning wasn't so bad and feeling warm inside was not something he normally experienced except when she kissed him, so that wasn't bad at all. "So... dancing, yes?"