Ben had always tried to get the attention of their Father, but his powers weren't exactly something their father wanted to focus on. He was sure they made the man feel ill. He wanted to be important though. Then again, Klaus always made him feel important too.

"We're dancing at a club with no steps involved. This is ridiculous as it gets!" he teased, jumping around in a dance with the other. Had this been something more formal, he might actually kill it. As it was, he was trying to let himself go.

Especially while having the others hands entwined with his own, while feeling really drunk (please don't feed him anymore drinks, or, rather, do and see what happens). the lights dancing off his face show a brightness to his face that the lights only enhanced. A sparkle to his eyes that seemed to appear once he let himself go. There was no restraint to the smile and it reached those eyes with ease. The laugh was just as bright.

"Fine. Maybe you're right. Maybe this is what I needed! Maybe after that jump we did, and everything, maybe this,... this is... is what I needed." He said firmly. "Thanks! For getting me out and doing things I never... I never done before."