[Ren leans back, taking in Sanzo's reaction with a calm, unerring smile that only gets more satisfied the longer the response goes on. It's pretty obvious at this point that he's thrown any idea of making this evening amicable to the wind in favour of relishing in what reactions he can get out of it, though honestly, he'd figured that idea was out the window as soon as he saw Sanzo's name on that card. There was no way this guy was going to stay reasonable enough to save his own evening, even without the entire point of not having been here to meet anyone.

There's a disappointed sigh at what it leads into, though, Ren waving a hand dismissively even as his smile lingers at the overreaction.] My, you're even rude to the waitstaff...but I'm just following your lead, right? Or does it suddenly matter if someone's evening gets ruined for someone else's whims when it's you who's getting their evening ruined?

[Ren is apparently the ghost of Valentines' past, present and/or future this evening, though he honestly sounds like he's having a delightful time here himself, judging by the soft, dancing amusement in his tone.] I'd almost be impressed at how badly you can react to a little light teasing, if you weren't letting it spill all over the place.