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"I don't think.. maybe." It wouldn't surprise her if there was something in the gingerbread. She took an experimental nibble of her cookie before all out dropping it as Solomon began to shout. Pale eyes went wide, and she let out a little scream as he launched himself from his perch.

Of course it wasn't as if he didn't know what he was doing, being a stuntman. He rolled, and Peyton let out a heavy breath before just.. staring more. He was, at the best of times, a giant man-child, which was part of his appeal, but this was a little extreme even for him.

"Okay then. Could the Night please not launch himself from high places without warning? You'll give madam president a heart attack." She frowned, or tried to, but her lips weren't quite cooperating. "How much gingerbread have you had?"

"All of it."

Somewhere, Nevada heard the call of the giant man child, her gaze landing up at the sun hunter clinging to the ceiling. And his dramatic fall to the ground...

She sent a text...

Peyton narrowed her eyes at Jack's forshortened use of a nickname he had no busines using, but otherwise said nothing. At least not until he mentioned the cookie she'd dropped. "That wasn't gingerbread, that was from the snack table." What now, smarty pants?

She returned her attention to Solomon, unsure whether she should be amused or concerned. "All of it." Painted lips pressed together, but after a second or two she just shook her head and smiled. "At least you're having fun."

Taym's in passing murmur was met with an attempted elbow to the kidney, but she missed.

Nevada snickered.

“Ah… Bye Taym!” His departure was unexpected, and Shiloh’s words fell against a deaf back. Shiloh frowned, wondering about a lover’s spat, when Ian brought him back down to earth, his smile erasing away Shiloh’s frown.

“Is it even possible to dislike you?” Shiloh teased, happy to turn back to his boyfriend. “I don’t think so though, anyway. Sounds like him and Maebe aren’t getting along, and, well, I don’t know but I think that he might like her? You know, like like her.”

It was kind of like how he like liked Ian. He did his best to follow Ian’s advice, exhaling a little, and smiling back at him, giving his hand another squeeze as he leaned against him.

“No, no, it’s all good, it’s good. Just new, that’s all but I’m glad you woke up in time. Your outfit is certainly cheerful, though, somehow I’m not surprised you own a sweater like that,” he grinned. Then, ducking his head a little, “You look very handsome, even with a potty mouth.”

He’d been oddly clingy lately, and it had been hard enough to even pull away for a moment, let alone for him to consider an entire evening apart. He’d just gone for a bit of a walk, for some air, and had stumbled into the festivities. It explained his lack of holiday attire, not that he really owned anything applicable anyway. A red shirt, perhaps, but that was about it. Nonetheless, having Ian there put him at more ease, and, as he picked at Ian’s sweater, he was glad to have him there, even if they were trying something new.

“Ah, yeah, totally!” he started, glancing around excitedly for his friend, but before he could spot her, another pink-tipped blonde blocked his view, delivering her message with a smile. He smiled back at her, thanking her as her hand met his arm. “Thanks Peyton, we’ll head over that way.”

He turned back to Ian.

“Well, that’s that, huh?” he said brightly. But he seemed a bit distracted. “How hard do you think Maebe will hit me if I dragged you over to that spinner first?”

"It's not the height, it's the unexpected launch." She smiled, crossing her arms loosely. "It's startling."

She couldn't help grinning at the one-fingered-salute the taller Sun offered to Taym's back, and she rolled her eyes before turning back to Jack. "Maybe they do, that's why it was a very tiny bite. But really, if JOY's all I have to worry about, I'm not all that concerned." It was JOY, it made you happier. With everything that had been going on lately, the place could use a little cheering up.

She thought about responding to the stray dog comment, but figured it was just better for all parties involved if she just didn't rise to that bait.