Since he said his dad wouldn't mind, Uri didn't bother trying to dress in a respectful manner. So they're wearing an old slip they found in a Salvation Army as a dress (over jeans, because it's 1997 again), a million of those colourful jelly bracelets adults always think have something to do with so-called sex-parties, and too much eyeliner. Their hair's unbrushed as usual when they meet up with Michael and skip out on their afternoon classes. They're smart enough to be bored in their classes, and don't apply themself enough to have shitty grades regardless, but whatever.
They drag their feet in the dirt on the way to his dad's trailer, folding a few Starburst wrappers into some kind of chain.