When Grant agreed to take place in their debauchery, Jareth threw his fists in the air and gave a party shout equivalent to that of an avid sports fan watching their favorite team make the winning score. "Yes, just a little beach pre-gaming" he said and then his voice gave way to a bout of laughter. While Grant went in search of heavier alcohol, Jareth looked out the window and surveyed the beach full of, well, beach babes. He let out a catcall-like whistle "Can't wait to get out there, hurry up and change man!" he said with some Hunter-level excitement on his tongue. Grant rushed into his bedroom to change and came back out shirtless in all his buff-and-brown glory "Woah, man, you trying to jingle my jimmies here?" Jareth said with light sarcasm and a laugh. "No shirt if you want to get all the ladies, shirt if you want to give your buddies a chance at some of them, eh?" he said with a wink and polished off the rest of his champagne flute.