( she snorts at the response, in a way can definitely relate to being pooped out from all the gatherings -- especially when they all seem to follow the same format. jinx walks around the kitchen counter to pull up a stool, hopping on to take a seat. )

But I'll be the one hosting. That the difference...!

( the blueberry haired girl swings her legs idly, elaborating further. )

All the food and booze you can eat and drink, loud music, and the fireworks, of course. We can't forget those.