If he at all minds the way the other nudges against him when he nods, Billy doesn't say anything. The bass of the music feels like it's thrumming through him and he feels amazing for hell at the moment. Warm and slightly over sensitive to everything, but nowhere near in a bad way.

He reaches down, sliding his hands into Draco's as they head for a less packed corner. "Perfect."

It happens to be the a great song to press in close, his arms coming up to settle at the other's shoulders and keep him close. "I'm Billy, by the way."