It takes Vincent a moment, but they were arguing pointlessly back and forth about whether or not one of Irahl's arms could be broken that the joke connects up otherwise pretty quickly. And then he laughs--the kind of big, boisterous laugh that startles people who were standing too close. Any attention that might have been lingering on Finn is transferred to the louder, taller, weirder-looking guy in an instant.

"Damn! What a fuckin' shame..." He says, before slapping Finn in the back a little too hard, "Have a good night, Finn."

"You too..." Finn wheezes, taking that as his final cue to get out of there, before he sustains an injury or otherwise finds himself in some other situation his morals won't let him leave. He heads off past the lingering groups of people, back into that stairwell, to walk back to wherever it is he was going in the first place. Though, at the very least, he'll finally be able to take the elevator.

"...Seems like a decent guy," Vincent muses in Irahl's vague direction, once Finn's well out of earshot, "S'weird."