"Thanks." He nodded once as he took the soda from Victor, setting it aside for the moment as he inspected the contents of the bag, the smell wafting up deliciously, almost threatening to make his stomach growl loudly.
JP had gotten himself the shrimp lo mein dinner with white rice and an eggroll, then an order of fried dumplings. Vic, the bottomless pit that he was, normal for a teenage boy, had an order of general tsao's chicken, some beef chow mein, and two eggrolls waiting for him in the bag. His food was easy to pull out, just being to round containers of food containing the meal and dumplings, and one little wax bag with his lonely little eggroll in it. Fishing all of his items out, along with a pair of chopsticks, he handed the bag over, using the sticks to point at his dumplings. "These have pork in them so I don't know if you'll want one, but you're welcome."
He pried open the paper surrounding the wooden utensils as he nodded, glancing up at the television screen. "Hit it." He'd seen the movie once, finding he was fairly fond of it (and zombie movies in general, oddly enough), so he was happy to be watching it again despite the fact that it nothing to do with the holiday. Not everything needed to be about Christmas.