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It was around noon on Saturday, and Marty was feeling nervous - as he went to the Autumn Picnic and Dance with Jill Tannen. After all, he felt as though he was cheating on Jennifer.
'I must say, Huey,' Jill said, coyly, 'I really will miss you. It's been really nice getting to know you.'
'Same to you,' Marty replied, huskily. 'This is such a lovely day out today, isn't it? The sun is shining brightly, and there is a really nice cool breeze blowing over us.'
'So, Huey,' asked Jill, 'do you think you might ever return to Hill Valley?'
'Yeah, this is a really lovely town,' replied Marty. 'So, Jill, do you have any plans for a career - or do you just have plans to be a wife and mother?'
'I just have plans to be a wife and mother,' replied Jill. 'I mean, don't get me wrong. I do appreciate that we, as women, have additional rights nowadays - such as, having the right to vote. Still, it must be a little stressful to to have a job outside the home. I think we women are kind of lucky, in that respect.'
'I guess I had never really thought of that before,' Marty said, softly. 'I do agree that some jobs could be rather stressful, though - especially if you have a boss that is rather mean. That's why I would rather have the career of a musician. That way, you have a job doing something that you really enjoy.'
'So you said you play the guitar?' asked Jill. 'Maybe you should play us a few tunes on the stage this afternoon. I will go talk to the band, and ask if you can do a couple of songs. I would love to hear you play.'
'All right, okay, sure,' replied Marty, smiling. He remembered how, when he first visited 1955, he played Johnny Be Good on stage - then he got a little carried away with his stage antics. He knew he should avoid those stage antics this time. The last thing he needed to do, was to shock his grandparents' generation.
'There's Alice over there,' commented Jill, 'with Todd Workman. Let's go!'
As Marty followed Jill over to the dance floor, he saw Jiff walking rather menacingly towards Alice and Todd.
'Well, lookie what we have here,' Jiff said, as he pushed Todd over. 'How about a dance, Alice.'
'Hey!' Todd protested, angrily - as Jiff grabbed Alice by force, forcing her to dance with him.
'The nerve of my brother,' Jill said, seethingly. 'I can't believe he's doing this.'
'I believe you've underestimated me, mister,' Alice said, coldly.
'Have I now?' Jiff asked, laughing.
Alice immediately kicked Jiff in the shins, as Jiff cringed over in pain. As soon as Jiff recovered, he then pushed Alice to the ground.
'Take that, you bitch,' Jiff said, laughing. 'Maybe from now on, you'll know your place.'
Todd and Artie were standing close by. Artie was red with rage, as if he wanted to get his hands on Jiff. Todd then marched over to Jiff, as he punched that bully in the face, knocking him to the ground.
'Are you okay?' Todd asked, as he gently lifted Alice up from the ground. Alice simply smiled at him, as the two of them began to dance. Marty was suddenly hit with a sense of deja vu.
'Can you believe that son of a bitch?' Artie asked, angrily, as he marched towards Marty and Jill.
'Don't worry, Artie,' Jill said, soothingly. 'I'll be talking to Mother about this. I'm certain she'll come up with a suitable punishment for him. He takes too much after Grandpa Buford.'
'Hey, Jill,' called out another boy, as she came running up to them, 'remember me?'
'Edmund Paradise!' gushed Jill, as she reached out to hug him. 'It's been a long time since I last saw you. How are you doing? What is life like in Sacramento?' After glancing at a really stunned Marty, Jill said, 'Oh, pardon me. I didn't mean to be rude. Huey, this is my old boyfriend from two years ago, Edmund Paradise - and, Eddie, this is my date for the dance, Huey Lewis.'
'Pleased to meet you, Huey,' Edmund said, warmly.
'Same to you, Eddie,' Marty said, still stunned. 'Look, I think the two of you should dance for a little while. I'm going to grab some refreshments. I'll talk to you later.'
'Thanks, Huey,' Eddie said, gratefully. Then, turning to Jill, he said, 'I decided to move back to Hill Valley.'
Marty then realized something. Jennifer Parker's maternal grandparents were named Edmund and Jill Paradise. Perhaps this was the same Jill he later on married. Then he suddenly realized that this was indeed the same Jill. He would have never guessed that Jennifer was related to a Tannen. He would have to talk to Jennifer about this.
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As Marty was eating lunch with Artie, Jiff ran up towards the two of them with rage, while he snarled, 'I will make you pay for this, you little son of a bitch!'
'But what the hell did I do?' Marty asked, stunned.
'Oh, don't you play dumb with me,' sneered Jiff. 'I happen to know you have this infatuation with my sister. I also know you told Artie to stand up to me, and say no. Well, guess what, Huey! I beat him up for his willful little act of defiance. I bet he'll never pull that stunt again.'
Marty was stunned. He had never told Artie to say no to Jiff. He suddenly felt very sorry for his grandfather. This was perhaps what had led Artie's son, George, to become the way he was. Marty then hoped onto a bike, as he started to ride away from Jiff and his gang. Jiff and his gang hopped onto Jiff's Jeep, as they began to chase Marty into a manure truck. Todd and Alice, Eddie and Jill, and Artie all had all followed. While Marty quickly swerved away from the truck - Jiff and his gang, however, were not so lucky.
'I hate manure,' groaned Jiff, as he spit some of the manure from his mouth.
'All right, sonny,' a woman in a nurse's outfit said, quite sternly, 'we are going home now. Jill told me all about your little stunt. I found just the suitable punishment for you.'
Jiff actually looked shamefaced, as he went up to face his mother. He noticed that the woman was wearing a name tag that read Tiff Tannen. I thought her name was Gertrude, Marty thought, with confusion.
'Why do you suppose Jiff is the way he is?' Todd asked Jill.
'I suppose it is because he takes after our grandfather, Buford,' Jill replied, grimacing. 'Everyone called him Mad Dog, because he was a notorious gunman with short temper and a tendency to drool. He also bragged about having shot twelve men, not including Indians or Chinamen - although I don't see what makes them less important.'
'Thanks, Huey, for letting me dance with Jill,' Eddie said, warmly.
'You're very welcome,' Marty replied, as the six of them began to return to the picnic.
