Kate and Stiles
It was retro, but in a way that made it cool. Stiles thought it was cool, anyway. He was digging out his quarters when she paid. "I'll pay for the next game," he said. After all, this was kind of a date, wasn't it? Which mean the guy should pay. At least that was what his dad had always taught him. If she wanted to pay now, he'd let her, though, and he'd grab the next round.
After dropping her hand, he grabbed the familiar controls.
"I'm just going to apologize in advance for beating you," he grinned. Honestly, he figured she had a better chance of winning, but shit talk was part of playing any game.