"Oh, shit. And here I was just thinking you were a way better person than me. Thank fuck." Thank fuck Ravi was just devious and resourceful instead? Sorta. Look, Richie wasn't a terrible person but he didn't consider himself super squeaky clean either. It'd be a hard sell at this point in his life. He'd done a murder and all.
Point was, it was clever. So Richie poured them both another finger or three of bourbon.
"Something like that. IT's evil just... influences the town, I guess. So we go down there and fight this evil--thing, well, because we had to and because it was gonna eat one of our friends -- you met Beverly yet? She's here actually, it's crazy." Richie did get on to rambling a bit, but that was okay, a story this weird couldn't be told in a straight line anyway. "Anyway. We beat IT, kind of. With the power of friendship or sheer idiotic luck or, I don't know. We didn't quite kill IT, but we made it go back into hiding? IT only came out every twenty seven years anyway so. We all made this pact to come back and finish the job if IT ever came back. Except, IT's hold over the town was so fucked up we all literally forgot the second we moved away." He paused, thoughtful. "Bet you see where this is going, right?"