That sounded like a fantastic way to lead his life for all of three seconds until Jasper considered the possible influence of the alcohol (it wasn't that much, if Wicked could handle it so could he, she was like four feet tall) and how the same consideration must have been given to all of Tony Stark's life choices. He wouldn't go so far as to say this had to be the opposite of his life model then, but Jasper didn't mind suffering so much he couldn't get used to it.
"Come on," he insisted, taking Colleen's hand before she could take it away to draw her into a quick twirl, "Time to go native." One of them had to, and it wasn't as though so many people here independently made the choice to accessorize with glowing paint, right? Somewhere, someone would be able to help Colleen out. It was like a carnival.