Dan kind of looked like he'd been through something at the party, like a fistfight or a quicky, maybe both. Bill could understand, magic got people behaving all kinds of ways sometimes. Espetially that kind of magic that made you think that up was down and did something not quite right with your free will. But he blushed so pretty and Bill gave a little bow as he took the rose from him. "I do love a party," he assured him with a little shrug. "But there's always another one."
Bill rocked on his heels as he slid a cigarette from his jacket between his lips and lit it with the tip of his wand. "What about you? Were you not having fun in there?" He asked with a little smile, seeing as he was the observant type and he'd seen Dan vanish into that kissing booth more than once.
He understood the sober thing, respected it plenty and he assumed it had to be hard, being in a room full of people drinking their fill. "Needed a break?" Bill asked as he blew the smoke up so it didn't go into Dan's face.