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"Alrighty, one scoop of chocolate. That's a buck-twenty-five. Anything else?" The customer, a cute girl that's around Steve's age, gives him money. "Ooh, Purdue. Fancy." Steve notices her school sweatshirt and tries to put the moves on her – unfortunately for him, his fantastic hair is covered by a little sailor's hat so she can't be charmed by the swoops of his hair. "Yeah, I'm excited." The girl chuckled. "Yeah, you know, I considered it, Purdue, but then I was like, you know what? I really think I need some real-life experience, you know, before I hit college, see what it feels like. Kinda like, uh, I don't know, see what it's like to earn a working-man's wage, you know?" Steve said, trying to figure out the cash register. "Oh, I'm sorry." Maudie walked out to help Steve with the machine as Steve kept trying to flirt with the customer, rolling her eyes. "I think that's, like, really important." He grinned awkwardly. "Yeah, totally." The girl replied sarcastically, obviously unimpressed. "Yeah, anyway, this was, like, so fun. We should kind of like, you know, I don't know, maybe hang out this weekend or-" He said, taking change from the cash register Maudie just fixed it for him, and accidentally dropped them all over the floor. "Oh, sorry about that. Uh... I don't know. Maybe next weekend or-" He kneeled down, picking up the coins. "Yeah, I'm busy." The girl rejected him. "Oh, that's cool. I'm... I'm working here next weekend, so... the following weekend's better for me." Steve is still trying to get the girl and said while standing up. "No. I'm sorry, I can't. Okay? Thanks." The girl rejected him, again. Taking change from his hand and walks away with her friends as Steve sighed.
"And another one bites the dust." Robin peeked her head from the window between the counter and the back room with a whiteboard in her hand. She draws a sixth tally mark under the "You suck" section of the whiteboard. "You are o-for-six, Popeye," Maudie yelled from behind Robin. She is actually confused as to how these girls can't realize how cute he is, trying that hard.
"Yeah, yeah, I can count." Steve looked at the board disappointed. "You know that means you suck." Maudie said, walking out to the front from the divider. "Yep, I can read, too." "Mayella would be so disappointed in you." Maudie laughed, jumping on the counter next to Steve, admiring his side profile. "It's this stupid hat. I am telling you, it is totally blowing my best feature." He complained. "Yeah, company policy is a real drag. You know, it's a crazy idea, but have you considered... telling the truth?" Robin smiled. "Oh, you mean, that I couldn't even get into Tech and my douchebag dad's trying to teach me a lesson, I make three bucks an hour, and I have no future? That truth?" Steve said sarcastically as a group of girls walked in. Robin noticed it. "Hey, twelve o'clock." Steve glanced back. "Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Okay... Uh... I'm going in. Okay? And you know what?" He said to the two girls who are looking at him as if he's a weirdo while throwing his sailor's hat to the side. "Screw company policy." "Oh, my God, you're a whole new man." Maudie sings sarcastically as she jumps off the counter and walks back to Robin. "Right? Ooh." Steve chuckled.
"Ahoy, ladies!! Didn't see you there." He turned to face the girls, they gasped. Robin and Maudie are behind him, trying hard not to burst out laughing. "Would you guys like to set sail on this ocean of flavor with me? I'll be your captain. I'm Steve Harrington." He grinned confidently. The girls, including Maudie and Robin, burst out laughing, hard. "He definitely spent three weeks just to come out with that line," Robin whispered. "And it still sucks." Maudie whispered back. "Can I get you guys a little taste of the Cherries Jubilee? No? Anybody? Banana Boat? Four people, four spoons?" Steve is still trying to get the girls while Robin draws another tally mark under the "You suck" section. Unfortunately, Steve's swoopy hair didn't get him the girl. "Share it in the booth? Anybody? It's hot out there." The girls gave Steve an awkward-and-apologetic look as one of the girls said, "Um... Actually, I'm here for her." She pointed at Maudie, "Can you get her for me, please?" Steve's face was red as a tomato now, he turned his heels and walked into the backroom as Maudie walked out, smirking.
"Hey, so how can I help you?" She smiled at the customers as they pushed one of the girls in the back forward to the counter and nudged her. Maudie immediately recognized her, she's the one Steve told her about, Tammy Thompson. "Eh... We want five Butterscotch sundaes, mint chocolate chips, and..." She looked back at her friends, who gave her a supportive smile. "And your phone number." She blushed, hard. "Oh, sure!" She smiled, "My number is xxx-xxx-xxxx, and your ice creams are coming right up!"
She turned around, winking at Steve, who rolled his eyes at this. As she started making ice creams.