Enjolras followed Dan back over to their table, and sat down. He took a sip of his coffee, and then raised an eyebrow in a mixture of curiousity and amusement.
"Now, now, Dan Foster," he said with another teasing smirk, maybe amping up the flirtation just a touch. "Play nice," he told him, in a low tone, holding his gaze just for a beat longer than one might normally.
Then, he blinked, glanced away, and when he looked back again he had a question for him. "The logical question - what is it you did for a living?"