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“Whatever,” Kevin said, grabbing a stack of videos and walking out on the floor.
“Oh, snap,” Naomi said under her breath, cracking a devilish smile. “Someone doesn’t have a comeback.”
“Never does,” Sully said under his breath.
“Okay, Sully. Tell me why Clerks is the superior film.”
“That’s easy. One line—are you ready for this?”
“Waiting on bated breath,” I said, hopping up on the counter.
“‘This job would be great if it wasn’t for the fucking customers.’ I feel that deeply, right here,” Sully said, pressing his fist to the center of his chest.
“That’s the reason?”
“No, it’s more nuanced, more…Tarantino-esque. As you mentioned earlier, the philosophy that permeates through the plot is excellent.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Well, you mentioned the philosophy,” he said with a casual shrug. “That was enough of a lead-in for me.”
“Don’t you think the acting is pretty bad, though? Like wooden and forced?” Naomi asked.
“Oooooh, do I have another mallrat on my hands?” Sully asked, crossing his arms, looking equally annoyed and entertained.
“I’m just saying that as an actress, sometimes it’s hard to watch.”
“It’s supposed to be, Ace. Don’t you get it? They’re supposed to be like regular people, working jobs like ours. It’s brilliant.”
“I don’t know, reminds me of a skit our Audio Video club made a few years ago.”
“You’re joking, right?” Sully asked, his voice deepening as he glowered at me.
“I am,” I said with a laugh. “But I think I made my point.”
“Not really.”
“Anyway, can’t we just agree to disagree?” I asked. “And maybe we can agree that Kevin Smith is awesome in his unique style?”
“A style you clearly don’t like.”
“Sully, I was just giving you a hard time. I liked Clerks. You gotta calm down, man. Maybe cut back on the coffee.”
“The girl has a point,” Wendy said, looking concerned. “You’re straight up jittery. How many have you had?”
Sully grabbed his Bart Simpson cup from where it sat next to the register. “I lost count.”
For a second, seeing that silly cartoon kid reminded me of the Butterfinger BBs package Wyatt had bought for us at the 7-Eleven. And then I thought about our kiss. Our amazing, confusing, overwhelming kiss.
Naomi leaned in. “Earth to Tilly. Are you all right?”
“Oh, yeah.” I cleared my throat, my eyes flashing toward the back room. I needed a second to get my head on straight. “Sully, want me to get you some water from the back?”
“Yes, you should probably have something else,” Naomi echoed. “You’re all tweaked out.”
“I forgot to eat breakfast,” Sully shrugged.
“Oh, my God, it’s almost one o’clock. Let’s go get you a pizza or something. Tilly, come with me.”
