"Well, monsieur, I promised you'd be wow'ed, didn't I?" And as if he could read Jackson's mind, Gatsby grabbed the other boy's hand, pulling him along to the door that separated the doors from the courtyard. It was just a hop and a skip away to the art room's door, so he hadn't worried about bundling up at all.
"Okay, so, at least I hope you're wow'ed... I mean, you wanted casual and not awkward and... this is a place I never feel awkward and I just. It's not much, but we're saving money for the trip and..." he trailed off. Now he was the nervous one, and he bit on his lower lip for a second once they got to the art room door, before taking a deep breath and letting the door click and swing open.
Revealing the art room. Which had been set up a bit to look like a date space, of course. And revealing music, Rufus Wainwright's tinny voice coming out of the room's stereo speakers, which he had turned on before he went to retrieve Jack from his dorm. "I figured we'd get ready for our first date and all tonight, to make it even less awkward..."