[ She scoffs in agreement, shaking her head at the ridiculousness and that physical thing to hook onto and make fun of. The absurdity of it all minced down to a singular event -- a singular item.

Any retort she might've had quickly leaves, her jaw dropping slightly. If Steve had been edging for a distraction outside of shitting on the mall, he'd found his mark. ]

I can't believe no one ever dragged you to the arcade. [ Granted, they'd all been insanely busy and part of growing up was finding out how much you cared about looking cool versus just being yourself. While she'd never expect Steve to go in on his own, she'd have expected one of the guys to have dragged him in there a few times. ]

We have to fix that. Maybe they'll take these stupid gift cards for game credit.

[ While that wouldn't be wise, considering the mall had changes of clothes and other amenities she'd need down the road, she'd have to set foot in there first to get them. Besides, she was used to washing her own clothes and getting creative with it. ]