Spraypaint sat at the food table, stuffed and full. He hasn't felt like this in DAYS! Months! Heck- it's felt like years!! But finally, the two of you had a decent meal.

"You full?"

He turns his focus to you, tilting his head as his eyes wander the large room. There were two detectives- one on the ground, no clue why...-, and three others just standing around. It was pretty awkward and oddly enough, no one knew who was the owner or the host of the party. Spraypaint is guessing everyone got the same note- a picture of their object on one side and a letter of the address included in the invite (and the best part- FREE FOOD!).

Not hearing your response and is too lazy to ask again, he sighs and shrugs.

"Welp. I'm full. And bored. But hey, at least we are out of that stupid alleyway."

He grinned slightly with a snicker following.