He then pours the drinks carefully, not spilling a drop. Odd tilt of his head at Jeanne's offer, curiously looking at the container. "I think I am -- what is it?"
Light laughter bubbles out of Ribbons at the quip, "I do believe that would be quite redundant, Jeanne. I can see the rolling of eyes coming for that one." He gives a wink, as if to punctuate his jesting tone. He takes a moment to ponder on the idea.
"Themes," silently, he hands Jeanne her teacup, and looks around as if drawing inspiration from their surroundings. "How about something that inspires escape? Not that kind of escape, of course!" Last part added, again, in jest.
"Something with cloths draped over branches-- It can be held outdoors, right here in the park!"