Juno gave a sad sigh when Marco answered exactly the way she would have too. When Jack stood up she looked at him, seeing that his smile wasn't genuine anymore. She could tell by now, it was a pretty big difference. "Um, get me a margarita?" she asked sheepishly, the smile she gave Jack then letting him know she knew he wasn't exactly okay - maybe the conversation had made him think of all the things he was missing outside - and that she was sorry.
Marco's look made her own eyes widen and she shrugged. "Never had one." she said, as if to justify herself. It was good that he wasn't drinking, though. It showed commitment and that was good. She laughed, unable to imagine him dancing, but pointed at the food. "You could eat some more. You're skinny, baboso, couple extra calories would do you real good."