I don't know about hate but I'd be glad it was over when it was. [Enough melancholy thoughts, she'd agreed to have tea with him and she was here, having what he presumed was a good time. Which prompted him to then glance around before leaning in a little closer]

Well, since it's not my wedding and you're here enjoying yourself, how about a dance? We're both on the working side of things, I doubt anyone would judge you for one dance at least.

[He might even give the servers a break from her watchful eye. They'd appreciate a brief break]