Lyle tilted his head curiously. Did he really have all that or was it just sweetened words? He couldn't deny Dante's honest purple eyes. There were telling the truth. That made Lyle want to blush a bit, but he  wrangled in the feeling. He hated blushing, it was damn embarrassing when his emotions were that clear. Dante had one dangerous tongue if he could deal out compliments that honestly. He could probably pull in anyone who caught his eye with that.<br/><br/>"I'm glad you like it." He laughed softly. It was a cute and shy laugh. The kind of laugh that's kept quite on purpose. Lyle hated being loud even if it was just laughing. He was actually pretty self conscious and tried to keep everything about himself in check. Don't be loud, don't date customers, don't talk too much, careful with eye contact, back straight, hair not too long, watch your walk. These were all things constantly on his mind. He didn't give himself a chance to relax for fear of failing. At what he wasn't sure.<br/><br/>"So, honey, why play at a shady place like this on not a place to side? Surely its safer." Lyle didn't really get why Dante was here. He had talent, charm, and a pretty face. Surly he could make it to the big time with that. He'd seen people make it with a lot less.