[ Jesse had been lost in thought about— Well, it doesn't matter, really, but the disconnected way he's been watching people in the backyard having fun makes it obvious he hasn't exactly been lost in good thoughts. But the cigarette being suddenly plucked from his lips - that snaps him back to the present. He blinks his mildly startled focus onto the cigarette theft, and— Oh, man. The hot Morticia Jesse has noticed here and there around the party. Alex. The chick he spoke to over the network.

Despite himself, a small smile tugs on his lips at seeing her. Then, as he's taking the cigarette back, he glances down at himself. ]

Ah. [ Vague, self-deprecating chuckle, with a vague, self-deprecating shake of his head. ] Nothin's going on with it, that's what. [ His attention returns to Alex. ] Last-minute decision to accept Magnus' invite to the party. Didn't have a costume organised, so rocked up, y'know... not in costume. Got mobbed by drunk Halloween enthusiasts determined to either help me fit in or make me look like even more of a loser. Haven't quite figured out which yet.