Kyle had wondered what the mask of Loki was capable of, and now he knew the answer. For the wearer will be granted cartoon physics like abilities to stretch out limbs or any body parts, change clothing or appearance, and best of all while wearing the mask makes you immune to death. Temporarily that is. As Kenny dragged him, Stan, and Cartman planned for a boys night out to get together again. Apparently the mask gives you superspeed as well. Kyle thought while the wind blew in his face, nearly knocking over his green trapper hat on his head. Cartman shouted something that was intelligible since they were traveling at a speed of light. Eventually they stop by a small restaurant with the typical outdoor dining underneath a red, white, and green patterned sun shade with only three occupants sitting by wire tables and chairs.

"Anyone in the mood for italian?" Kenny asked, looking at the three with their expressions stuck with the shock of wide eyes and hats crooked on their heads, exposing their hair.

"Yeah, I guess." Stan responded, a little dazed from the journey, then looked at Kyle with eyes still wide as saucers.

"Why is he acting like this?" he asked in a whisper.

"I don't know, it probably has to do with The Mask." Kyle said. As the three followed Kenny into the restaurant, some diners looked at the boys or mainly Kenny in alarm, some with confusion.

"Isn't that the green faced kid who robbed the bank last night?" one asked, while others began muttering to one another.

A waitress standing by the podium had a perplexed look on her face while a boy no older than ten with a posse of three boys behind him.

"Um, isn't it a little early for Halloween?" she asked hesitantly, unsure whether to be polite or runaway screaming.

"No, no this isn't a costume, it's vintage. Real deal. A table for four, please." As he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a twenty dollar bill and hands it to the waitress. The waitress took it as a smile came upon her face. Her fear wiped away clean like an empty slate after being used.

"Right this way." she said while guiding the boys to an empty booth with red vinyl seats and a table. The waitress each gave them a menu. One of those adult menus with pictures of food and sides, rather than kids menus with activities to scribble on with crayon. After all she was given a sweet ass tip! It was the least she could do.

"Thank you!" Kyle said as he took his seat beside Stan.

"Order what you like, it's on me." Kenny said smoothly while looking over from his menu and saw something across the booth. A girl with light brown hair that looked to be the same age as him. Stan looks to see what Kenny was seeing. Tammy, who was a grade higher than the boys once had dated Kenny then he died from T.G.I Fridays a while back. Now wearing a red apron, taking orders from customers three tables across from where the boys were sitting.

Without warning, Kenny's jaw dropped to the floor making the other customers even more alarmed by the sight of it, then his heart started beating uncontrollably. So much so that it even stretches out from his chest in an actual heart shape.

"Dude, are you alright?" Stan asked, surprised to see all happen as if Kenny was straight out from a cartoon. Kenny began to zip through, placing a table and two chairs decorated with a candle, a pair of wine glasses filled with red liquid, silverware, and a large platter of spaghetti with meatballs. Then took Tammy by the hand and dragged her by the table.

Kenny looked her up and down, seeing something was missing. She wasn't wearing the right clothes to wear for their date! He spun her around and around until her outfit changed differently with some added accessories. Tammy looked down in amazement that she went from drab to fab within seconds in a knee high sleeveless dress in the same color of two drinks on the table, high heel shoes, with matching earrings and a bracelet.

"Ooh." The customers were in awe including some waiters and waitresses standing by.

"Whoa, what?" Tammy said, everything was happening so fast it was hard to keep up with what was going on.

"Have a seat, mi amor." The green faced kid said while moving a chair for her to sit. As Tammy takes it, she looks around to see all eyes are on her. She never had this much attention before but felt good for some reason. She takes a fork, takes a stab at the orange noodles and twirls it around until it sticks. She takes a bite and chews thoughtfully, the taste of the oregano sauce with a hint of pareasem cheese was inviting. But one noodle kept going, she slurped it to get to the end but it kept going until the noodle got shorter that was connected to The Green faced kid's lips.

Tammy wanted to pull back but he slurped it fast that made his and her lips touch together in the form of a kiss. She pulled back blushing in the same shade as her dress. Her lips tingle with excitement, this stranger was something out of a girl's fantasy. A boy who was a true gentleman and wore a dapper yet suitable outfit. But his face...Why was it green? When she turned back, he pushed a meatball towards her with his nose as an offering. What a peculiar sight! The mood of the restaurant was sobering. Kyle, Stan, and Cartman had already ordered their food, ate and left. Kenny didn't seem to notice, preoccupied by his date with a familiar face of Tammy from the fifth grade.

But then the police siren began to blare from outside, ruining the most romantic night for Tammy. The police barged in circling the restaurant as the diners left in a panic scattering for the entrance and the emergency exit.

"Freeze!" One policeman aimed his gun at Kenny. As said, Kenny was frozen literally with icicles from his chin and elbows.

"Now, put your hands behind your head!"

"But you said freeze!" Kenny said, too frozen to move his lips to speak.

"Alright, unfreeze!"

As said, the icicles quickly evaporated and Kenny was able to move again.

"Oh, is it a crime to be in love?" He puts his hand on his forehead and leans slightly in a dramatic way.

"Well in the meantime…" He kisses Tammy's hand and winks.

"I must flee until we meet again." At this, he dashes out the door leaving a few bills on the table to pay for the check.

"Not again!" The policeman groaned as he and the rest of the police force ran out to go after the green faced kid. The restaurant was now empty of customers and the police, with a few waiters, waitresses, and chefs from the kitchen came to clean the tables and booths. Tammy cleared one table, the same she and him sat. But it had been a wonderful night if only she knew who he really was.