Raising an eyebrow as he watched the stranger saunter confidently up to the pole, the response get's a sharp snort of a laugh out of him. All thoughts about him maybe living up to that confidence, dashed on the rocks. But even if this wasn't good, it was definitely going to be interesting.

"Pretty sure those are two very different skill sets, but good luck and break a leg." Dwight briefly raises his drink to the man before bringing it back to his lips to mutter "Hopefully not literally," into the brim.