The kiss is unexpected, but not at all unwelcome. Jules responds in kind, beaming to herself as Eddie heads toward the bar. Annoyingly careful as the employee by the door might have been, it's crowded enough in here that she doubts anyone will notice or care all that much about him bringing her a drink, and for a moment, waiting by the table where he left her, she lets herself think that this is sort of perfect. It's crowded and electric, the music is loud, Eddie is cute and he's understanding. All of it is just what she needs to keep herself distracted, to feel a little more like herself again.

"Thank you," she says, a hint of something mock-formal in her voice as she takes the bottle he's offered her, then sips from it. Ordinarily, she'd probably be a little more careful about drinking from something that she didn't see opened, but under the circumstances, she doesn't actually think she has anything to worry about. "Promise I won't rat you out for this."