It has the desired effect: Hythlodaeus goes red, staring at his friend - his lover - wide-eyed. Even after all this time he sometimes finds it hard to remember how shameless Hades can be in certain aspects, despite his usual and still-present shyness. It takes him a moment or two to regain his composure; then he clears his throat, closing his eyes briefly. Loath as he is to lose...

"W-Well, that is certainly flattering. But you are right, we should continue such conversations somewhere more... private. I fear the poor stand worker has enough worries on their mind even without our demonstrations."

Enjoy your victory (?).