Dante was overjoyed to have such a receptive crowd. It felt good to be playing for a proper audience that really did appreciate his voice. He wasn't mad about all the tips he was getting either. He spent the whole night playing his songs as well as a few covers of what was popular at the moment. By the end of it he was properly exhausted and his voice needed a rest. When Lyle gave him the signal he nodded.<br/><br/>"It's been a pleasure playing for you tonight. I hope you had as good a time as I did."<br/><br/>He turned off the mic and put away his guitar with a sigh. He combed his hair back with both of his hands and stepped down from the stage just in time to see what was going on with the drunk at the table. Dante frowned for the first time today and was gonna go over there and teach that guy a lesson about consent, but Dean beat him to it. He walked over to Lyle, who despite his attempts to hide it looked shaken.<br/><br/>"Hey, are you alright?"