Reeve was nervous coming to such an event. It was a trait he had since he much younger, but everyone here would be younger versions of what he knew! He knew Lacey made some of the best food ever, though so why wouldn't he show up for that, at least?
He made sure to be dressed up nicely, as this was a Thanksgiving feast. Making his way into the main Food Court, he did his best to keep himself hidden without turning invisible. His face was red as a tomato. The young Ghostly man was hungry, and he couldn't say no to Lacey's cooking. That was impossible. But he didn't want to disturb anything around him. So, he tried his best to be as stealthy as he could, once again; without going invisible, that would probably draw more attention than not. Once he filled his plate with everything he want, which was a lot, Reeve headed to the furthest table he could find.