Lucien had let go of Akane when the song ended, and glanced off to the side to see Ivory wasting no time in heading back toward the table. There had certainly been a good amount of dancing today. 

Akane had began to head back to Cora, who had began rolling her chair in her direction. She stopped to fall into step with her, before they headed to where the others were, curious as to what they had been up to this whole time. On occasion she couldn't help but look down at Cora, a small smile tugging at her lips, before she looked away again. Even after having danced with Lucien she couldn't get the sensation of what it had felt like to dance with Cora out of her head. Maybe.. she'd be able to do that again. 

[color=rosybrown]"How are you feeling?"[/color] She asked her, considering she had done plenty of physical activity, more so than usual.. plus the alcohol. The kitsune still felt awfully light.. but in a good way. 

Lucien headed back toward the table where Geralt now awaited, spotting another drink in the water. He picked it up, the smell of brandy hitting his nose. Ivory and Geralt's dance had gone decently well, it seemed, but he made no comment on it, instead, he decided to thank him for the secondary drink he had made him.

[color=burlywood]"Thank you."[/color] He told him. [color=burlywood]"I don't think I've made this one before."[/color] He commented, taking a glance at Geralt's own glass which was more than half way gone. 

[color=burlywood]"Was the drink to your satisfaction?"[/color] He asked mostly for his own curiosity. He was confident in his own skill of course, but some people liked their drinks made in specific ways, some with more alcohol, some with less. He had a feeling Geralt was the type to like more when he had made his drink.