"Well boo to them. I hate the down low." Frances said as she lead the way to Niamh's bedroom. She joined Niamh in looking around, like an idea would suddenly spring out at them from under Niamh's bed or something. When it didn't she choose to make herself comfortable by sprawling across the end of the bed. "Cars are evil. The drive in requires driving." She'd probably feel bad shooting down the drive in idea if Niamh seemed more enthusiastic about it. As it is she feels a teeny bit bad because it'd be a decent idea if Frances didn't balk at the mere idea of getting into a car.
As soon as Frances got over the urge to stick her fingers in her ears and sing loudly at the mention of college she could actually agree. "We do. There will be less instances of times like this if we have more things to do. Niamh Landers, you're a total genius especially since if it does happen to look good on a college application it might help get my mom off my back about it." Frances thought her mother off her case about college sounded like a grand idea, and if it gave her something fun to do in the process than it'd be even better.
Frances tapped her finger to her chin in mock thought. "We could go get hyped up on coffee and see if anyone entertaining is doing open mic at The Mudhouse." She was going backwards in the conversation, but the idea had occurred.