The man smiles at the two of them. His voice carries over the noise of the club. "Do you come as a set then?"

Neil unwinds from Guy, but only a little bit. Not enough to dislodge the hand still in his hair, or to really let go of him, but enough to imply that they could come apart, if that was necessary.

The man looks them both over and orders something. His grin is lazy, handsome. "I'm into it."