Tony and Erin
Tony smiled brightly when he saw her walk up. "Yeah, it's pretty neat." He said cheerfully, still using words from his timeline. For some reason it was hard to shake them completely. "Here." He handed her a cup from the same table he took his from. "Not sure what it is, but it's good."
He was bopping his head to the beat of the music. "Glad you came. I wanted to check it out before I called you. Make sure it wasn't one of those drug parties I hear kids talking about at school." It was one of the reasons why he didn't have many friends. He didn't believe in what most of them in this age were in to. He wasn't raised like that.