Veronica & Steve
There wasn't any place Veronica would rather be than in Steve's arms. It took them a long time to get here and it was nice to enjoy a normal, quiet night together. Even if they were surrounded by hormonal teenagers.
"I meant as a teenager," she said. "Because I'm fairly certain I heard Molly grumble about you being a chaperone before."
She would have probably felt the same way if her dad was a chaperone at her school dances too. In hindsight, it wouldn't have been such a bad thing, but good luck trying to convince a teenager of that.