Betty had felt useless when it came to getting justice for the Serpents. And though she hadn’t been called down to the station, yet, and probably never would be, she made her own way down there to give Sheriff Keller some insight into the night they all shared together. The fire was the talk of the town right now and until it was solved why it had been done, it would be continue to be the talk of the town. But it was something Betty was use too and something she would always be use too, the rumors the swirled around town and the way people would throw glances in the directions of the those who were accused. It was nothing new around here and now was no different.
As she came walking down the hallway to give the Sheriff another piece of her mind, against better judgment from some people, she ran into a familiar face. One she hadn’t seen or talked too since the night they had their fight and the younger Blonde got kicked out of the house. “Hey.” she said back coldly, and as much as she tried to act like she didn’t care that Polly was in front of her. “Did Sheriff Keller call you in? or are you here sticking up for your boyfriend?” Though the the comment came out sarcastic, she was truly curious. And she couldn’t be all at fault here seeing as Betty was here to cover for Jughead too as well as to get the other Serpents out of trouble.
the tie between the sisters had been so obviously strained since the other overstepped. green eyes flared with a similar chill. elegant brows furrow at the other’s choice of words. she chose to not address it, but instead throw back the statement. “ says the person who’s here to do the exact same thing, we both know that Sheriff Keller wouldn’t call you down here. you must have forgotten , betty-- i’m serpent and i’ve been on the ghoulie side of the tracks , why wouldn’t keller call me in ? “ after all-- polly herself has been more notably unhinged if her track record said anything -- with fabricated lies from her parents regarding her mental status. “ oh wait , you weren’t here for that were you ? “ she asked, though her tone held a natural condescending tone - it genuinely slipped her mind.