July 3, 1927
4:00 PM PDT

"Well, you guys, here we are!" called out Marty, as the group crossed the space time barrier. "I was thinking that we should maybe really head to the cafe, first - and grab just a little bite to eat. I think the place would still be Larry's Cafe. From what I recall, that place has been a cafe - since the year 1920, when Prohibition went into effect."

"I could actually go for a nice chicken dinner," commented Jules, as he glanced out the window. "At any rate, I sure guess this is the year 1927. So, Marty, do you remember when you and I spent a week in 1946. I actually had so much fun, during that week!"

"Yeah, I sure remember that," Marty replied, as he landed the DeLorean. "Your father had just gotten his doctorate - and he was in his first year of teaching. Anyway, I can go for some chicken, as well. After we eat dinner, we could decide on where to go."

"I'll have chicken, as well," replied Verne, smiling at Marty. "It seems a little strange to think that, in this year, Dad would be the same age as me. Goodness, I quite hope he likes me. Sometimes, I sure wonder how our lives would be different - had we actually stayed in the past. I certainly don't think I would've liked it as much, to be honest."

"Yeah, you're very much a kid of the 1980s," commented Jules. "Well, I also love a lot of things about the 1980s. Still, if we stayed in the past, I actually do think I would've managed to adapt. After all, you'd really have no choice. It's interesting to think of."

"I suppose you're right, bro," Verne replied, sighing. "I was thinking, you would be 41 years old, and I would be 39 years old. It certainly is quite interesting to think of how the younger version of Dad would take to us. I'm sure that we'd both still be alive."

"C'mon, you boys," urged Marty, as he turned off the ignition. "Well, I do believe that the DeLorean will be safe here." He opened the doors, as he added, "I really hope we don't end up running into Jiff Tannen. I sure wouldn't mind seeing Jill Tannen, though. She was such a very sweet girl, and she also happens to be Jennifer's grandmother."

"Wow! The weather sure is lovely," exclaimed Jules, as he and Verne stepped out the car. "I'm not quite nine, yet. For that matter, Dad also won't be quite seven. He'll just be... It seems strange to think that he'll actually be a little younger than both of us."

"Well, there was Sarah Lathrop," pointed out Verne. "We were quite close friends with her - and, until Dad unveiled the time train to us, we just had no clue that she was our grandmother. Even today, it's simply strange to think of her as... as Grandma Sarah."

"She died, quite a long time ago," explained Jules. With a sudden look of sadness, he added, "She actually died before the alleged years of our birth - in the 20th Century, that is. It's sure not something I think about, all that much - and, sometimes, I forget that one fact. When I do remember, though... Well, it simply makes me feel so sad."

"Had we stayed in the past," observed Verne, "we'd probably be dead by 1987." With a sudden shudder, he added, "It sure freaks me out, in fact - just thinking about that. Sarah was about two months younger than me, and she was a rather nice girl."

"C'mon, you two," prodded Marty, as he flashed the youngsters a lopsided smile. "We have to be very careful, boys - in case anyone might just overhear us. It's gonna feel great , in fact, to be able to reprise my Huey Lewis persona. I'll be totally awesome!"

Marty began to feel quite nervous, as Jules and Verne smiled back. He thought of last month - when he and Jennifer had, inadvertently, changed history. He could certainly recall the horror he felt, when he realized that the beloved town he grew up in turned into a ghost town. He desperately hoped to not have another repeat of that incident.

Marty's eyes went wide, as he could hardly believe just what he saw. Immediately, he could recognize Arthur. Next to him was a young blonde, who he sure figured must be Sylvia. He really felt sudden relief that his grandparents seemed to have already met.

"Huey Lewis?" gasped Arthur, as he turned around. Marty nodded, swallowing. "I just can't... It feels rather great to see you, again! This is my girlfriend, Sylvia Larson. We met in a factory, about two months ago. Well, those two boys certainly do look cute!"

"They are my cousins, Bert and Ernie," Marty explained, as he flashed his grandfather a lopsided smile. "Short for Bertrand and Ernest. We'll quite be here for about a week. Well, we were just about to head to Larry's Cafe - if that place was still around. I sure feel hungry - and I'm sure that the boys do, as well. Well, how have you been doing?"

"It's great to meet the three of you," commented Sylvia, smiling. "We were thinking of grabbing a bite to eat, as well. Why don't we all eat at Larry's Cafe? Anybody who's a friend of Arthur's is also a friend of mine. Anyway, what brings you fellas into town."

"It's nice to meet you, Sylvia," Marty replied, smiling back. "Anyway, we really... Well, we simply had a little business to attend to. Also, Bert and Ernie were quite anxious to see the town. Anyway, how's the rest of the group doing? It's been quite some time."

"Alice and Todd are engaged," explained Arthur, "as our Jill and Eddie. For some time, I never thought I'd find anyone, but then... Well, Sylvia then entered into my life. It's such a great feeling, and... Well, I sure feel a little bad for Harry. He really has yet to find anyone. As for Jiff Tannen... Well, thankfully, he's out of town for two months."

"Jiff sure is a bully!" commented Sylvia, shaking her head. "It's so hard to imagine that the repulsive young man is actually Jill's twin. The two of time are... Sometimes, it's so hard to believe that they're from the same planet. Jill is really so unlike her twin!"

"You really can say that, again," muttered Arthur, rolling his eyes. After taking a close look at Verne, he added, "You know, you sure look familiar to me. I can't think of what it is, but... Well, it's sure great to meet you boys. I hope to have children, some day."

"It's great to meet you, as well, Arthur," Verne replied, nervously. Marty had a feeling that he just knew why Verne looked a little familiar to Arthur. It was because Alice had babysat young Emmett, who bore quite a strong resemblance to Verne. "Huey told me that Larry's Cafe serves a nice chicken dinner? If that true? I happen to love chicken!"

"Indeed, they really do," Sylvia replied, smiling. As the group stepped out of the park, she added, "For dessert, I highly recommend the chocolate eclairs. They are quite the best. I could eat about three of them, in fact, in one serving. Just thinking about..."

"Actually, I simply enjoy the powdered doughnuts," added Arthur. "Sylvia prefers the eclairs, which I also quite happen to enjoy - but, for me, it's the powdered doughnuts that I hardly get enough of. It'll be so nice and peaceful, with Jiff being out of town."

"Wow! Those sound real delicious," commented Verne. "In fact, I'm beginning to have a craving for chocolate eclairs and powdered doughnuts - now that you've mentioned them." Turning to Marty, he added, "Hey, Marty, could we just have them for dinner, tonight? I mean, Mom and Dad doesn't actually have to know anything about this."

"I'm not sure," Marty replied, chuckling. While he sure felt tempted to just go for some chocolate eclairs, he realized that he rather had to be the responsible adult. "Well, tell you what. We could purchase a package of eclairs to go. For dinner, though, it's..."

"I think I can share young Ernie's sentiment," Sylvia commented, laughing. "I think my mother might actually have a thing or two to say about that, though. They do let you order pastries to go, though. Even after about three days, they're still rather fresh."

"Well, the eclairs are," clarified Arthur. "With the powdered doughnuts, not so much. I think it's better to eat those, right away. It's a great place to eat it. I do wonder if the restaurant will simply still be standing, after about sixty years. Not long ago, the place used to be a saloon. Prohibition had put an end to that, though. Still, as a cafe, it..."

"I simply doubt it," Marty replied, shaking his head. In fact, he actually knew that the restaurant wouldn't still be there. Instead, the building would become an aerobics studio. In a way, he felt as if his generation was losing out. "After all, sixty years..."

"... is a long time away," added Sylvia, smiling. "I just turned nineteen, not long ago. I rather wonder what my life will be like, in sixty years." With those words, Marty began to feel a pang of sadness - knowing that Sylvia would be dead. "It really seems so..."

"Please, Sylvia," insisted Arthur, as he placed his arm around his girlfriend, "let's really just focus on the present. At any rate, I think you'll like Huey. I must say, it's rather a surprise that we should happen to run into him." Turning to Marty, he added, "It quite is nice to run into you, like this. Also, I must say, your cousins are both rather cute!"

"Thank you, Arthur!" Jules and Verne replied, simultaneously. Marty began to wonder if, during the week, the boys would become restless. Verne, especially, really seemed to have embraced the pop culture of the 1980s. Of course, Marty really could relate.

"You're welcome," replied Arthur, smiling. "At any rate, we're getting closer to Larry's Cafe. I remember how, the last time you came here, it was during the anniversary of the clock tower. I quite wish I could've been there, when the clock was first started."

Marty nodded, just as he caught a faint glimpse of the clock tower in question. He felt nervous about what he'd be doing, after they were done eating. He sure couldn't just show up at Doc's mansion, and ask to speak with young Emmett. Perhaps, Alice would be able to help out. He simply didn't know if Alice still babysat young Emmett, though.