Neil doesn't argue on if Harry is a dancer or not, but he does look him over as he gestures at him, sipping his wine. The dancing here in Darrow isn't exactly formal. It's more fucking with clothes on. He thinks Harry looks like a great dancer, in that regard.

"What about jazz?" He thinks of movies set in the twenties, the speakeasies and dance halls and all that. It's an awfully romantic idea, silly and young of him. But he'd go to a club like that. Not just because of the man across the table from him.