Walking around the small store, the music and dings of a pinball machine filled your ears. Walking over to the soda, you found yourself watching a boy try and maneuver his way to grab the very last grape soda, which was pushed far back to his dismay. After watching for a few seconds you decide to help. Grabbing the soda and handing it to him, Finney turned towards you with a nod and a small;

"Thanks."