An idea is slowly forming in Draco's mind, but he holds off a moment when what Billy is saying actually clarifies through the somewhat predatory haze he's feeling, not helped at all when Billy's hand starts travelling. It feels a bit like his cooling charm has stopped working. He thinks it over for a moment, taking into account the chaos and general loudness of the bar.

He still follows through on his whims first, before getting around to giving any kind of response, nipping only a bit sharply, further down the curve of Billy's neck, mostly more out of curiosity than anything else. "Far more room to move with your second option..." he trails off, leaning a bit around Billy to study the path to the door. He smirks. "If you think we can make it."