"Uh, no? Guess not." The music to the jukebox cut off as he switched it, standing awkwardly nearby as he watched you.

Dante noticed you had been acting off lately but he figured you'd bounce back on your own if he kept up his rather smooth personality. But damn, you were really killing his mood.

The silence, barely audible responses, and glares to even ignoring him had his eyebrow raising. His funny remarks that normally had your eyes watering soon came in silence, not even punching his side or shoulder like you'd normally do in playful annoyance.

No, just that same upset expression on your face as you looked away in a different direction from him.

If he had to come back to the apartment again with your off putting attitude he might as well just stay at the restaurant where he was in peace with his ice cream sundae. But Dante knew better, plus he cared too much to ignore you like that.

He cleared his throat, flipping through the different CDs before he found something that resembled a slow song. He adjusted the tonearm, the music coming to life moments after.

Dante, with his smooth steps and swaying shoulders stepped closer to you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Something slower could do you some good, maybe. Though, you aren't really into slow.. not from what I remember."

He teased, clearly trying to lift your mood. His hand reached down, tugging at yours for you to stand.