Dustin Henderson says a lot of things.
Eddie can relate.
He too, says a lot of things, many untrue, many more weilded in defense-- if not of himself or others, than the principles that guide his doctrine.
Hawkins is a shitty small town, full of equally shitty, small minded people. It's easy to sell a lie.
Be a magician, and make them all look at one hand while you make the real magic happen with the other.
So he gets it, when Henderson swears his (former?) babysitter Steve Harrington is "a good dude we can call for help" when Van Helsing's engine gives out, stranding them.
He understands when Henderson doubles down when called out, storming his way to a payphone.
Eddie even applaudes the dedication to the bit when Henderson actually fakes the entire damn phone call.
At no point does he honestly believe The Hair himself will show up to rescue a mixed crew of Hellfire members because some nerdy kid called him.
Dustin Henderson, Eddie learns some odd 30 minutes later, watching Steve fucking Harrington flip a wrench lazily in the air, is the smugest freshman on the planet when hes proven right.
Eddie kind of wants to murder him a little, and he thinks he might once Harringtons biceps stop flexing like that.
