Billy shrugged and smoothed the hair on his neck, smiling as Bart approached. "Nothing much. Stopped to get a milkshake. Should have figured you'd be here already." He glanced around the arcade, noticing how quickly the hole made by Bart at the Street Fighter machine had been filled.
His messenger bag was loaded with schoolbooks, and heavier than normal. Billy adjusted the strap to a more comfortable spot on his shoulder as he stood there.
"How's things? Thought I might be able to pick your brain about a couple of things." He glanced around the loud arcade again to ensure that nobody was focused on them.