The other people in the bookstore gave looks then turned back to their browsing.
Cue another difference from Tommy. Glasses. Which... looked good! Though only contrasted the differences between Teddy and him. Teddy stood up, striding over to him. No, he did not give a second thought to him being in the self-help section. He was trying not to focus on the red color on the bridge of Billy's nose, because he was sure that coloring in the cheeks was somehow contagious.
"Sorry about that," he said immediately, rubbing the back of his neck and giving a lopsided frown as he glanced toward some of the other people among the shelves. "I'm halfway through a starbucks. That gives me some amnesty, right?" An awkward pause, then a hand being held out. "I'm Teddy. Teddy Altman. I go to your school... But you knew that."