[ Leave it to Eddie to be completely insane. And for Steve to have to put up with it, because he's stuck behind this counter for two more hours. He hates his life, just a little bit, and even considers quitting for a brief moment. No job is worth putting up with this shit.

But then he can hear his old man's voice in his ear, yelling at him to pack his things and get the hell out, for being a failure. So, he just grins and bears it. ]

Look, I'm sorry. I know I was an utter douchebag in high school, and my friends were complete assholes to you and your friends. I never wanted to be a part of that shit, but I guess you can't be popular and be a nice guy.

[ Maybe it's not the right thing to say, but he's been trying to make amends where he can. Right now most of those amends are in the form of letting a bunch of fifteen year olds sneak into the movie theater through the employee entrance to Scoops Ahoy. ]

It's the hair, too. And your tendency to march on the tables in cafeteria, [ Steve answers with an unamused expression. ]