[ It's clearly not a familiar sort of name to him, but 'Wei Wuxian' is no different to Sylvain, honestly, and he also stumbles a moment over it. Does he just call him Wei?

But for the moment, he just smiles, chuckling under his breath as he guides thrm through the guests to find them a quiet seat at the end of the bar. Of course, there's only one free, so after a moment of glancing around, Sylvain takes a seat and casts a look at Wei Wuxian that is both playful and a hint apologetic. ]

Looks like our ruse is continuing. Let me know if this is too much?

[ And he promptly tugs the other man onto his lap to straddle him instead. Effectively providing his own version of a seat. ]

Do you prefer something sweet, or a dryer, richer flavor?