It was a perfectly normal, monotonous day. Dave and his friends were hanging out in Atomic Comics, sitting in their usual booth and drinking their usual order of milkshakes along with some slightly tasteless yet overly salted french fries. He was staring outside a window with some random comic book in his hand while Todd spouted some bullshit he wasn't really paying attention to. All so overwhelmingly normal.

And then she walked in.

This pretty girl who didn't really look like a pretty girl or dress like a pretty girl came into the comic book store and started to browse the shelves. This wasn't normal.