Olivia parked the T-Birds car into its designated spot, before the group of guys left the car. Richie had that common smug look on his face, as him and Olivia had a quick conversation about concessions. “No more than 2 popcorns. And get me a soda.” She told him, and he made a mental note.

Richie walks towards the concession stands in the middle of the drive-in, going in and ordering all the stuff he needed for the T-Birds and for his “beloved sister”. He scoffs to himself. Well, until his shoulder bumps into someone else’s— hard— and all his food goes flying.

“Watch it, geek!” Richie frowns, looking at the stranger that had bumped into him, and was now the reason he might get yelled at by Olivia when he gets back.