“What’ll it be kids?”

“Cherry cola and a Blast-Off Burger,” Michael said.

“Sounds good, I”ll have the same.”

Max and Liz came over, Liz sitting down next to Maria.

“Hey!”Max said.

Liz opened her compact and examined her neck. “I have so many hickies, people will think I’m a leper.”

“Hey, it’s like a hallmark,” Max said. “We care enough to send the very best.”

“Hickie from Kenickie,” Maria added.

“His name's Max,” Liz said, staring at Maria oddly.

Isabel, Alex, Tess and Kyle walked over.

“Tess, you’ll have to pay since you’re a working girl with income. I don’t get my allowance til Friday,” Kyle said.

“You get an allowance?” Michael asked.

“When I’m a good boy I do.”

“Isabel, you wanna split an Alien Blast?” Alex asked.

She shook her head. “You sure are a cheap date. Sorry, I didn’t mean…”

“No, I understand.”

“Really? I always thought you were a very understanding person.”

“I am!”

“You got a date for the dance off?”

“No.”

“You wanna go?”

“Yeah.” Isabel stood up and threw the napkin on the table. “I’ve been dieting all day. My mom's apple pie is better than this stuff. You want a slice?”

”Yeah,”

Isabel and Alex left. Kyle glanced at Tess, wishing her goodbye as he left. Michael and Maria left quietly. Liz glared at Max. He put his burger down and glared bavk.

“What is with you tonight? You’ve got the personality of a wet mop,” he said.

“Don’t start with me!” she snapped.

“Oh yeah? How about I finish with you?”

“Finish this!” she yelled, throwing Kyle's milkshake in Maxs face, partially soaking Tess.

“Sorry, Tess.” She ran off, and so did Max. Agnes walked over and began to clear the table. “No use crying over spilt milkshake. It’s nearly closing time.”

“Do you mind if I hang out a little while longer?”

“Sure.”

Tess took off the towel on her head, and Agnes took in a sharp breath. She looked puzzled. “I hate to tell you this, but your hair looks like an easter egg.”

“Oh yeah. I had a little trouble in tinting class. In fact, I had a little trouble in all my classes. Beauty School isn’t all it’s cracked up to be.”

“Nothing ever is.”

“Agnes? I dropped out. What do you think of waitressing?”

“You’re too young to know.”

“I wish I had a guardian angel, to tell me what to do.”

“If ya find him, give him my phone number.”

Suddenly, a bright light transfixed Tess. She made out a figure in the heavenly glow. She gasped – Joshua Jackson!

“Beauty School dropout, no graduation day for you Beauty School dropout, missed your mid terms and flunked shampoo.”

“Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school.”