"Look who's here!" he bellows, gesturing towards the two couples making their way to their table. Ryan smiles at the camera before Sean turns it to focus on their approaching friends.
"Hey, guys," Derrick smiles lazily, tipping his snapback. Erikka pouts and waves. Greg, being, well, himself, is about to unbutton his shirt for the world to see, when his girlfriend stops him. The four of them join Ryan and Sean at the table, a commotion already beginning to commence where the six of them are sitting. A few minutes later, Will joins them, too, sans a girlfriend.
Ryan flips through the menu while Sean films him. "This is why I don't like this place," he grumbles. "Here, I actually have to decide on what to eat. At Chipotle, I just know what I want." He thumbs through the thick pages of the menu, his features contorting into one of those 'signature NigaHiga creepy faces'.
"I'll decide for you," Greg offers, causing Sean to immediately giggle.
That's right. Giggle.
"I want fried chicken!" Ryan hastily declares. He loves Greg, but he will never let him decide anything for him that he has to ingest.
"So are we going bowling after this, or what?" Will asks, drumming his fingers on the table. His question is lost in the middle of all of them trying to talk at once.
"Dude, isn't it, like, sad that Greg can get a girlfriend, and we can't?" Ryan asks, looking at Sean who was ready to turn the camera to film Greg's reaction.
"Hey," the said man cries out.
And that's when she enters. Walking amidst the mostly empty tables to make her way to a booth a little away from where they were sitting. So beautiful—and so out of place.
Big round pearls dangle from her ears, suspended by two hoops that are embedded with diamonds. Her hair's brushed and pinned to a side and styled in soft curls, her eyelids thickly, but elegantly, lined with black eyeliner, and the rest of her face almost left bare. Her fingers carry the weight of two diamond rings, and a phone. She's dressed in a pretty white dress—thankfully, not the marriage kind—and a soft pink jacket, the wrist emanating from which dons an expensive-looking watch.
Again, so beautiful, but so out of place.
"Where's the English tea party that we weren't invited to?" Will asks, causing the others to chuckle.
"A'right, guys. I'm'na try and film her," Sean declares, discreetly trying to turn the camera to face the girl.
"What is she doing here?" Ryan asks, a little too loudly. The girl jerks her head up, her eyes zoning in on the source of the comment, AKA Ryan Higa.
She holds the gaze for barely a second, before looking away, a slight scowl making its way into her features.
"Whoa, dude, that was scary!" Ryan exclaims.
"Dude, you're crazy. I was legit scared," Derrick chimes in. Sean and the rest of the guys break into stifled fits of giggles.
Greg is about to make another wiseguy comment, but Mother Nature interrupts him.
"Whoa, dude! Lightning?!" Sean exclaims.
"Whoa~!" Will joins in.
"Should we, like, all go out and run around with metal rods in our hands?" Ryan suggests.
"Man, I wanna see what's going on out there." Sean gets up, nudging Ryan to follow him outside Red Robin.
"Dude, it's raining!" Ryan reaches out from under the awning to collect some rainwater in his hands. "It's like we're back in Hilo."
"Except Hilo doesn't have a Red Robin," Sean points out.
"Yeah, Hilo doesn't." Ryan turns around to face the camera. "You gotta step up your game, Hilo. Come on!"
The two talk briefly about their life in Hawaii—later deciding to edit it out of the video—and then walk back in once they get a call from Derrick.
The Girl That's So Out of Place (or GTSOP) is still sitting in her booth, now sipping on what looks like grape soda, and constantly checking her phone. She makes a call, waits, hangs up, and repeats the process all over again. Her slender fingers stretch out on the table and curl back in. She's impatient, to say the least.
"Dude, there's something seriously wrong with that girl," Sean leans in to say in a hushed voice.
Ryan turns around to look at her again—and monetarily forgets his smart comeback. ADD, he tells himself, shaking his head.
She takes one last sip of her drink, leaves a couple of bills on the table, and slides out of her booth, making yet another phone call. She throws one last scowl in Ryan's direction—one that he misses—before walking out of Red Robins.
"That," Will begins, "was weird."
She's still standing under the awning outside of Red Robins when they leave for the bowling alley. Still furiously tapping buttons on her phone and looking around impatiently.
"What's her deal, man?" Greg asks, slipping an arm around his girlfriend. The guys are preparing themselves to run to their cars in the rain.
"I'm kinda scared now, dude." Derrick looks at the camera with a hand on his chest.
Thankfully, just then, a silver sedan pulls up in front of where GTSOP is standing, and she rushes inside. She leaves as strangely as she came in.
Ryan takes one last look at the car driving away from them, shakes the image away, and runs with Sean to their car.