12:30 PM PST
Doc '85 was feeling really nervous, as he was walking to downtown Hill Valley. What if someone else managed to get his or her hands on that DeLorean? He also needed to see to it that the Biff of 2015 never spotted him, as that event could be especially disasterous. After all, the Biff of 2015 seemed to be much smarter than he ever did.
As soon as Doc '85 had reached the Courthouse Square, he was actually struck by a sense of nostalgia. As he quickly glanced over at that clock tower, he caught sight of his younger self hooking up those wires to the clock - as he was working rather hard to send Marty One back to 1985 that evening. He decided to step into Lou's Cafe.
"Hello, mister," greeted Goldie Wilson, as Doc '85 stepped into the cafe. "You know, I really can't think of what it is about you - but you look very familiar to me."
"Well, I'm just visiting this town," Doc '85 replied. "I'm not really from around here."
"Wait a minute!" gasped Goldie, with sudden recognition. "Would you, by any chance, happen to be related to Dr. Emmett Brown? You really have this same face. He really comes here quite a lot. Unfortunately, there are some people in the town who tend to not have a very favourable opinion about him. I think he's just misunderstood."
"Yeah, actually, I happen to be a cousin of his," Doc '85 said, nervously. He already knew that Goldie would be gone, by the time his younger self finally stopped by this cafe. Still, what if Goldie mentioned this visit to his younger self on another day?
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you," Goldie said, warmly. "My name is Goldie Wilson, by the way. The boss is sick today, so I'm taking over for a little while. I'm going to night school, and I hope to become a mayor someday. So what is your name?"
"Uh, Christopher Lloyd... Brown," Doc '85 replied, nervously. "By the way, if you see my cousin around - don't tell him about me. I'm wanting this visit to be a surprise."
"Got it," Goldie said, smiling. "It's so nice to meet you, Christopher Lloyd Brown! By the way, is it okay if I just call you Chris? The fried chicken is on special today."
"Sure, that sounds wonderful," Doc '85 replied, "and you can call me Chris. So how much is the fried chicken dinner. I think I could go for a three-piece right now."
"Today, it costs only one dollar and fifty cents," Goldie replied. "Since you happen to be the cousin of a special friend of mine, however - I could even offer you a 25-cent discount. You have a choice of mashed potatoes, a baked potato, or hash browns."
"Uh, I will have the hash browns, please," Doc '85 replied. "I would also like a coffee with extra cream in it. For the vegetable, I think I'll have some carrots today."
"All right then," Goldie replied, as he handed Doc '85 a cup of coffee. "Your dinner should be ready in almost fifteen minutes. In the meantime, I can go put on some music. I really like The Ballad of Davy Crocket. I think that's a really great song."
"Yeah, I really like the song, too," Doc '85 said, smiling. He watched, as Goldie went over to the jukebox to put on this song. It actually felt great to be able to visit some old friends again. He was even rather tempted to visit his younger self.
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Marty Jr and Harmony were both laughing, just as the two of them began to float out of the cafe. Marty Jr wondered if Goldie may mention this event to the younger Doc.
"Christopher Lloyd Brown!" Harmony gasped, through a fit of laughter. "That's such a good alias for Grandpa to come up with. Anyway, it sure feels real strange to be able to see Goldie I in the days when he wasn't as successful. He seems like a nice guy!"
"Well, let's go check up on your grandpa's younger self," Marty Jr suggested, as the two of them floated towards the courthouse. "I gather it's mainly this hair that looks different. I guess the version from 1985 did get a rejuvination done in 2015."
"This must have been such a hard day for Grandpa," Harmony commented, as the two of them watched Doc '55 make some adjustments to the wire. "He sure hadn't even invented a time machine, yet - and he already needs to conduct a very huge time travel experiment. I'm sure this day was really hard on your father, too."
"You know, I'm a bit angry with the older Doc right now," Marty Jr said, sighing. "The version of my father who came back with him is stuck inside Biff's garage, and all he wants to do is visit with some old friends and sit down to a full course meal."
"Well, he's maybe just really hungry," Harmony said, somewhat defensively. "Why is that a bad thing that he wants to grab a bite to eat. As for him having a conversation with Goldie I, well... Goldie I was really the one to initiate that conversation. So what did you expect Grandpa to do - ignore him? I think you're being really hard on him!"
"What about poor Dad?" Marty Jr snapped. "He doesn't get to eat anything. Don't you even remember seeing him about an hour ago. He was quite distraught, he had even cried himself to sleep! Doc should rescue Dad first, then they can both eat!"
"Yeah, I suppose you have a point," Harmony said, sighing. "He maybe doesn't even know where Biff lives, though. He maybe had to go find the address, or something."
"Yeah, well, he should have just looked for the address," Marty Jr said, sullenly, "and then head off to find Dad. Besides, didn't Dad already give him Biff's address?"
"Hey, look!" cried out Harmony. "I see Old Biff over at Western Auto Shop, and I can see that he is in a really heated argument with Terry! You know, I think it could even be that same Terry who is intent on preserving the clock tower in our era."
"Why the hell would Old Biff care about getting Terry to reduce that price?" Marty Jr groused. "He already thinks that he'll be filthy rich as soon as he returns to 2015!"
"He may not even be haggling over the price," Harmony suggested. "He may only be telling Terry off for charging young Biff a lot of money to repair that car, and he may even be threatening Terry - by telling Terry that he will really pay one of these days, after Biff becomes filthy rich from that sports almanac. He'll be very disappointed!"
"You know, Harmony," Marty Jr commented, "even in the timeline when Biff becomes filthy rich, I wouldn't be too surprised if something bad eventually happened to him!"
"Well, should we check up on the Marty that was originally here?" Harmony asked. "I just wonder if he's maybe still coaching your Grandpa George on how to rescue your Grandma Lorraine from him. Your father did volunteer for a very tough position."
"You know, in a way, it is good that things happened the way they did," Marty Jr said, sighing. "What Biff did was inexcusable - but it had, ultimately, worked for the good."
"I really wonder what the other version of your father is doing right now," Harmony mused. "Maybe he is getting some much needed sleep. So it's may not be all bad."
"Yeah, well," Marty Jr replied, "Dad was still so distraught over being trapped inside that garage. I still think it was very selfish of Doc to not rescue him right away."
"Hey, Doc," called out a familiar voice. Marty Jr turned around to see that Marty One had shown up by the courthouse. "I believe that my dad might be able to do it! He is taking a little nap right now, but we did spend over an hour practicing for tonight."
"Good for you, Marty," Doc '55 gushed. "Anyway, why don't I give you some money - and you can pick out a really nice suit for tonight. Remember that the dance really is a special occassion, and you want to dress presentably. This means no runners!"
"Yes, Doc," Marty One said, sighing. "I guess I really don't expect to actually be at the dance. When my dad finally punches me out, and my mom will fall in love with him, things will finally be fixed. After I come to, I can just leave that dance."
"Well, you might want to head to the dance afterward," Doc suggested, "so that you can make sure that your parents actually do fall in love. So you should look nice."
"All right then," Marty One replied. "I guess I'll go grab some clothes for tonight!"
"Yeah, I guess Dad is a lot like me," Marty Jr commented, as he flashed a lopsided smile. "I'm not real crazy about dressing up in a suit and tie, myself. I'm really not like Alex P Keaton at all! I'm not sure how he can dress so formally all the time!"
"Well, let's head back into Lou's Cafe," suggested Harmony. "We'll see if Grandpa is still eating. You know, I'm getting a bit hungry myself. It's been many hours now!"
"I really hope Doc decides to rescue Dad next," Marty Jr said, as he and Harmony started to float back towards the cafe. Marty Jr was concerned about his father.