It wasn't often that Quinn let anyone but her mother see her looking less than her best. When she opened her front door on Saturday night though, she wore sweats and a smile.
"You bring the snacks?"
Mike grinned back and held up a plastic grocery bag. "Popcorn, Milk Duds, and gummy worms."
She stood aside and let him in, following him the kitchen. "I have root beer and ice cream so we can do floats at the midnight break." Grabbing a bag of gummy worms, she hopped up onto the counter. "Tonight's line up is great. Svengoobles never disappoints."