Steve glances over, one eyebrow rising and that mock-skeptical look on his face that pretty much says he's desperately hiding a grin. "I mean. Would you send me eggplant emojis?"

But he doesn't sound overly dedicated to hearing the answer, when B says he's ready to go. It's not too bad, as far as shipwide parties go, but Steve is always more than ready to not be at a giant party that literally everyone is invited to. So it's not like he needs convincing - just holds out his hand for the empty cup so he can make sure it gets to where it needs to go on their way out (and therefore take B's hand, now that it's conveniently free).