Sitting on a stool at the bar of the White Wyrm, you fiddled with your fingers as you looked over at Sweet Pea beside you. He had found you sneaking around and called Jughead to come and get you.

When he walked inside dressed in his Serpent jacked and a scowl on his face, you knew you were in trouble. He shook his head sternly, muttering a thanks to Sweet Pea before taking your hand tightly. He pulled you out of the bar, ignoring you as you babbled to defend your actions.

"Stop. We need to talk."