[The sudden retraction of wings makes Alois sit straight up, whipping his head back round to Joker, a bit startled. He definitely had not expected an indulgence like this of all things—he's a little bitter, because he knows Joker is looking at him like a kid who needs to be cheered up, and he tries to make that bitterness stay, but...

Well, he does love having fun, that wasn't a lie. His cheeks warm up and his big blue eyes get even bigger and bluer with an excited shine. He bites his bottom lip for a moment.]

Well, if you're a gentleman... [Alois stands from his seat, folding his coat so that it hangs neatly over his forearm, which rests horizontally across his chest.] If you're a gentleman, you must at least offer me your arm! I'll go ahead and see what sort of fun you like, Joker.