Biff Meadows was outside, tossing the football with Steve Farber. The two of them were bragging and bullshitting each other and basically being a pair of cocky teenage boys as they did, an enjoyable yet unremarkable way to pass the time.
Eventually, however, Biff saw something which distracted him entirely, causing the football to hit him directly in the face. Steve had a good laugh at this, then walked over to make sure his friend was alright. "Dude, what happened? You didn't even notice the ball until it smacked you right in the face."
"Yeah, my bad," Biff admitted. "It was just that guy in yellow."
"Yellow?" Steve asked. Biff pointed over to Mikey, who was walking down the street across from where the two of them had been tossing the pigskin. "Huh, I guess you're right. That's... well I'm not sure what that is."
"I'm going to go talk to him," Biff decided, getting up and jogging over in Mikey's direction.
Steve sighed, confused and a little annoyed by Biff's sudden impulse, but followed his friend anyway, seeing what the yellow kid's deal was.
