Will was still trying to figure out if he liked this new pumpkin flavored drink or if it tasted like pure diabetes instead. It took the son of Apollo longer than he would have liked to find his boyfriend. Significant other. Which one did you prefer Nico? He could yell it from the rafters for you. Instead he put a hand on his shoulder, hoping not to startle him into killing everything around him (which, well, would at least be thematic?) and smile.

"Enjoying the drink?"

He'd wait on the 'You don't look like a dandelion so I'm betting you haven't seen Perspehone yet' thing. That seemed like a....later conversation. Unless one of them ended up as foliage.