Hill Valley, California, 1955

Biff was loud and obnoxious, the kind of person who shouts in movie theaters or yells insults at players during sporting events. In short, he was an intimidating jerk, and no one was more easily intimidated than his friend and partner, George.

But if he has one thing that few can deny, it's charm, and, although clumsy, he knows how to use it to his advantage when he wants to.

Just a few days before the school prom, you and your friends had decided to go shopping for a dress you'd seen before and absolutely fallen in love with. The problem? As you were leaving, Biff, who was at the auto parts store picking up his newly repaired car (A 1946 Ford Super De Luxe Convertible, black with a folding soft top) saw you. And, of course (being the jerk he is), he wasn't going to let this opportunity pass to flirt (or rather, pester) you and get you to go to the prom with him, because maybe he was the ultimate bully, but he was definitely in love with you... and boy, madly.

"Well, well, well..." He says, with a smirk on his goofy face as he stands in front of you and your friend, who's looking at him with disgust, to which he, being the perfect gentleman he obviously is, doesn't hesitate to reply.

"What're you lookin' at, butthead?!" He practically snarls, before turning his gaze back to you, reaching out to brush a strand of hair away from your face.

"What a pretty dress, gorgeous, but ya' know what would make it look even better? If it were shorter...!" He practically barks out an ominous laugh, before noticing you're not laughing and clearing his throat.