John tipped his head to look at Remy, chuckling softly. "I think wasted is the more accurate description for what I have planned for my evening." And he was working well towards it, given how much he was swallowing. At Rogue's mutter about his tab he simply rolled his eyes, glancing at Pietro and Wanda before looking away.
"And you?" He asked, tipping his head to look at Remy. "What are your plans for tonight?"