Only Lestat, but it's easy to identify which way Louis went from the way he is gazing lovingly in his direction.

Everyone's glasses are refilled with straight vodka, Louis' waiting for him at his empty seat that is otherwise claimed with the drape of his coat. Lestat tears his focus away towards Daniel, who gets a smile and a little flutter of a gesture to invite him and Jeannie (at least?) down to sit.

"Louis is going to fight someone," he announces, pleased. "Not too seriously, I think. We can watch from here."