There was a lot of food. Jake hadn't seen this much food outside of the parties Darrow threw and that amount of food was for lots of people. This was just for them. Jake's stomach grumbled and he rubbed his hands together.

"What I'm grateful for?" he repeated, looking up and arching an eyebrow. "That a real thing you Americans do? What happens if someone's not thankful for anything? Do they say that?"

He was giving her a hard time because he could. Because she hadn't done anything horribly dumb during the Purge and he hadn't had to bail her out of jail or pick her up from the hospital. So, teasing her was allowed. It was mandatory.