Xander wasn't really in the mood to make fun of anybody. He was still genuinely surprised that no one had made fun of him yet tonight, after what he had done. "It's not that big of deal..." He said finally, softly when Clark repeated being jealous. It was just...hard to be believe he envied him, especially about this.

He felt the tension in the air between him and despite the situation, Xander didn't really know where it was coming from. Did Clark regret telling him that he liked watching Xander dance? He nodded slowly, releasing Clark if he was that anxious to leave. "If you want...though," he couldn't help adding glancing around at the still. empty night, "I wouldn't exactly use the word crowding."