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[heyfootballhead]

Arnold is a kid of simple tastes

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[a1enzo]

The end of the universe is the best place for snacks! Case in point, Enzo, with a bowl of spicy microchips.

"Hey, Arnold! I haven't seen you since Christmas!"

[a1enzo]

"Oh, hey, guess what? Some friends and I started a band!"

[heyfootballhead]

"Really? Have you started playing yet?"

What exciting news!

[a1enzo]

"Mmmmmeh, a few practices. It hasn't been that long."

[heyfootballhead]

"You've gotta let me know when you start performing."

[a1enzo]

"I'll have to sneak you through campus."

[heyfootballhead]

"I'm good at sneaking. We can make it happen."

[a1enzo]

"Sweeeet. I'll let you know when we've got something off-campus. It wouldn't work so well if everyone else is cadets."

[heyfootballhead]

"I guess I would kind of stick out, huh?"

[a1enzo]

"Li'l bit. But we'll totally have public gigs before you know it!"

[heyfootballhead]

"Great, I can't wait! I'll be your greatest fan." This is said only a little bit in jest.

[a1enzo]

"Sure, you will."

Enzo is well aware that his and Arnold's musical tastes, despite some overlap, mostly encompass opposite ends of the jazz-rock spectrum.

[heyfootballhead]

"It'll be like having your very own groupie."

Arnold will listen faithfully, though, because Enzo is his friend. It's a thing.

[a1enzo]

"You're not gonna throw your underwear at either of the girls, are you?"

[heyfootballhead]

"Don't be gross, Enzo."

[a1enzo]

"Just making sure. I hear groupies do that sometimes."