Being graced with that smile puts a glow in Jaune's chest that almost makes him forget how spectacularly he blew his own turn on the bull. On the tail of that thought, though, comes a pang of guilt. Should he really be happy to meet new people in this town, after everything that's happened?

But he can't start thinking like that. It'll be different this time. They'll make sure it's different, and one or more of these new people might be the key to figuring it all out.

In the meanwhile, he has important jello information to impart.

"So imagine juice, right?" Jaune holds up his hands as if to indicate an imaginary glass. "Now imagine that juice gets thick, but it's not frozen, just...jiggly. Delicious sounding, I know, but what they don't tell you is sometimes they put alcohol in that, too, or worse! Some of it is full of strange effects."

He emphasizes 'strange effects' with a wiggle of his fingers as they walk, then leans against the bar as the bartender slides Cam's prize over to her.

"Thank you, ma'am," he says, politely, before returning his attention to his conversational partner. "So, be careful around the jello."