There were rules about not eating after a certain time? Whoops. Benji had surely broken all of them at one time or another. He couldn't help it if he got really hungry. And when he was hungry, he didn't care if it was midnight, two in the morning, or five in the morning. If he was hungry, he was going to eat. It was as simple as that. What was the point of walking around hungry? After all, he did jump around more than enough to burn off those late-night calories, or at least he thought so.
Benji considered Jace's offer of the Frap for a moment before reaching out to accept the cup, all but shoving his own into the other man's now empty hand. Did he ask first? Well no, he didn't. Did he care? Not really. He took a sip from Jace's drink, breaking out into a grin. "That is good. Hoopapakowski, you know how to pick 'em. I'll have to try that next time. Or when I finish this one," he mused, looking at his own cup for a moment, as if contemplating how quickly he could finish it to go and buy another. "Turtles? I love turtles. My dad used to give them to my mom and I'd steal them. She'd just whine about her ass getting big anyway."