He gave her a nod, "I'll go get that, I'll be right back." The young man got up and weaved his way over to the beverages, picking up two glasses of lemonade. There was definitely something to be said for the drink that was both sweet and tart at the same time, it just reminded you of summers and happy memories. Of laughing children and lemonade stands, selling dixie cups of oversugared liquid for a quarter a pop.
Jack returned, handing Eve one of the glasses with a grinning, "You're welcome." Taking his own seat again, he was sure to listen when she answered the question that had been lingering in the back of his mind since he had first opened up his bags.
"Costume Ball?" he had to repeat, not having expected that as an answer. A second passed as he thought over what that meant, "Huh." Another couple of seconds passed. Jack nodded, the idea accepted and considered rather interesting, his grin making an appearance. "So what are you going as?"