"Archiekins, does this make me look fat?" Veronica purred. It was a beautiful day in the Town of Mamaroneck and the crew was at the local mall. Archie shook his head. "It really does look great," he said. Betty raised an eyebrow at Veronica. "I have the same exact dress," she said out loud; enough for Archie to hear and turn around. His face turned pale. Archie was with Betty when she bought the dress, and he said he didn't exactly like it. "You can do so much better, Betty!" she remembered.

"I don't recall." Archie said blankly. Betty knew how Archie acted when he lied. Looking down, fidgeting with his fingers, or pacing around the room. He did all three. "Oh, yes, the same color too." Veronica's faced swelled in disappointment as she went back into the change room. "I can't stand to have the same style as you, Betty," she shot coldly. Betty rolled her eyes. "You have great taste." She shot back. It was one of those I-want-Archie-so-for-now-I-don't-care-about-your-friendship days. Betty and Veronica had such a weird friendship. If you asked Jughead, Reggie, or even Archie what they think of when they hear "Best friends" they will say Betty and Veronica. If you ask them that they think of when they hear "Enemies" you can bet your finest comic book they will say Betty and Veronica. As she made her way out of the dressing room, the saleslady pleasantly walked up to Veronica. "My finest costumer," She said, delighted.

"Hi, Martha,"

It sounded like she wanted to flick Martha off her shoulder, throw the dress on the counter and say "My daddykins will be hearing from you!" but instead she paced closer to her and mumbled, "This dress is so last year."

"Oh? I-I will have it out of the store pronto!"

"Thank you."

She pulled out 50 dollars and handed it to the shocked saleslady. "I'm feeling very generous today."

She strutted down the aisles full of beautiful dresses eyeing them, as if they had 100 red ants on each. She turned around to only find Betty following her pace. "Where's Arch-"

"Meeting Reggie and Jughead."

"Why did he lea-"

"To see the hotdog contest in the food court," Betty replied calm.

"Wait, he never told me. How could he?" Veronica spat. Betty rolled her eyes.

They left Armoire De François and trotted upwards to the crowded food court.

"Oh my god." Veronica and Betty said out loud, together.

They screamed.