Josh and Brendon back flip off the stage for what has to the the millionth time.
"Whose was better?" Josh asks again.
"I give you both tens. You can stop now."
"Not until I'm better!" They say simultaneously.
"You're both doing great. I'm hungry."
"Me too." Tyler says. "Let's go. You can be showoffs later."
"I wanna be a showoff now." Josh says.
"I'm hungry too, let's go. Also, I'm stealing your girl, Josh." Brendon holds his arm out to Layla, very gentlemanly.
"Oh, and you're out of the band. She's in." Tyler adds.
"But you can buy me lunch." Josh says.
"Um, no."
"Um, yes."
"Fine."
Brendon calls shotgun, and Layla and Josh climb in the back. Brendon turns around as Josh puts his arm around her, kissing her cheek.
"Damn. I didn't think this one through." Brendon says.
"Remind me not to let you sit by him." Josh says.
"Sure." Layla laughs.
"I have to pee." Brendon says.
"We're almost there." Tyler says.
"But I have to pee now."
"Hold it."
"Fine."
When they pull up to the restaurant, Brendon runs in.
"My back flip was better, right?" Josh asks.
"Of course, hun." Layla agrees.
"I'm gonna tell him." He says excitedly.
"Don't do that."
"I'm gonna do it."
"Don't you dare."
"Fine." He sighs dramatically. "I love you." He smiles.
"I love you too."
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