Steve Harrington was peacefully working in Family Video as he organized the horror movies shelf.

He was glad today was a calm shift because he'd have to deal with everything as Robin was sick at home. Steve missed her presence, though.

He was so deep in thought in the corner he didn't hear the sound of the door opening. He was too busy singing one of his favorite songs in his mind as he gave approving nods to those movies he liked and disgusted looks to those he didn't.