"Shouldn't try to be a straight A student, if you are then you think too much," Ben sang and danced to Billy Joel as he walked from MedBay to the bridge. Lucas caught up with him. "Just because you couldn't be a straight A student doesn't mean you should knock those of us who were," he teased.
"Oh Lucas, you don't know the classics," Ben complained.
"Billy Joel? What has he done since 1985?"
"That's not the point, Lucas. He's one of the greats."
"He's older than my father. He's older than your father, and he's married to a girl your age," Lucas pointed out.
"That's not the point."
"But it is. That's gross, and I don't want to financially support it," Lucas said.
"Your loss," Ben said. "You're welcome to come with Tim and me when we go see him in Pearl Harbor next weekend."
"No thanks," Lucas said, turning away humming "sing us a song you're the piano man," then yelling "damnit!"
"Got you, did it?" Ben asked, turning around.
"Ugh, yeah," Lucas groaned.
"He's a classic," Ben said, "you sure you won't come with?"
"No, I really don't want to go, but thanks Ben. I mean it."