Jughead & Mal Jughead still had his signature hat on, though it sort of blended in considering his black hair and black suit. If they were going to 'crash' Prom, he wanted to have a convincing costume. He'd gotten her a purple corsage to match what would no doubt be a purple dress. He knew Mal pretty well by now, and he had a good handle on Evie. Purple was definitely a safe bet.
They'd all arrived together and Evie had made them all take pictures before dragging Warren away. Jughead was just fine with that because it meant he wouldn't be getting the third degree. He grinned at Mal. "Should we grab some food?" It wasn't Hinkles, but it would do. Plus, he had a flash he'd borrowed from his dad that was tucked in his jacket pocket, so they'd at least get to have some fun and maybe cause some mischief, at least for themselves.