As Dante's eyes swept over the men watching his show, he found a pair of golden brown eyes staring right at him. Not at his body like all the others, but rather into his eyes where they met and his seemed to look right through Dante. Sucking in his breath, he found himself dancing solely to that man for a half second. Maybe it was the direct need thrown his way that made Dante want to dance like that. He loved the attention after all. Or maybe it was just a fluke. When he realized it though, he let his leg hook over the pole so he could swing himself away with a very purposeful cold shoulder to the blonde, golden-eyed man. That was his charm and he intended to use it to his advantage.

As he swung back around, he found the man leaned against the stage, still looking completely entranced. Dante smirked, feeling a little bold just because this man seemed to want him more than anyone else. As he stretched across the stage, he let his foot brush against the man's arm where it crossed the stage. "Hey, sexy. Want a private dance later?" he crooned, still with a coy little smirk on his face. He may not tempt others often, but when he did, he commanded. Who could say no to this? Dante pulled his foot back, swinging back into his dance a second later.