In which the Spicy Eight live together is Steve’s house, which was abandoned by his parents. They're on the verge of just straight up being a polyglot. Platonically for some of them.
Eddie and Robin burst through the door of Steve’s house. . .well, their house now with piles of groceries in their arms.
Eddie: The only brightside to this day was being asked to be a prostitute.
Robin: Well, that's something to cling to.
Steve: *exiting the kitchen* What's going on?
Nancy walked in behind them.
Nancy: I wasn't calling you a prostitute, Eddie, I was just saying that you could be one if you wanted to.
Steve: What?!
Eddie: All I'm hearing is that you want to hire me as a prostitute, Wheeler.
Nancy: *blushing* What? No!
Eddie: Am I or am I not attractive enough to be a prostitute?
Steve: Oh, you're definitely attractive enough.
Eddie: See? Your boyfriend is not afraid to admit it - wait, what?
Chrissy came in with her cousin, Vickie, carrying the last of the groceries.
Chrissy: Oh my god, are you still on this? Yes, babe, you're hot to everyone except Robin and Vickie.
Jonathan and Argyle came out from helping Steve in the kitchen.
Argyle: It's true, brochacho, we'd hire you.
Steve: How did this conversation start?
Eddie: *frowning* Fuck, I can't remember.
