Heather and Duncan were bickering, like siblings. They always did this, acting like siblings, with Harold, but he wasn't here at the moment. Heather was mocking Duncan about his implied crush on Noah... They just so happened to not realise Noah's presence. “Please, I’m not in to mouthy dweebs.” The punk, Duncan scoffed, crossing his arms.

Heather smirked. “No, you’re into tan, brown eyed, brunettes, that are intelligent and rub you the wrong way. Sound familiar?” She mocked Duncan's ex, Courtney.