Can't Handle The Randle?

"A flirt?"

SODAS POV:
After all Gracie, left me and Steve worked on a car outside. I got underneath the car to work on it and Steve work on the windshield and stuff. " soda? Why do you invite that girl...gracie?" Steve asked me. " Me and her are really good buds. Plus she already knows part of the gang and I've known her from for quite some time. Plus I know a flirt when I see one-" Steve had cut me off " a flirt?" he questioned. I slid out from underneath the car." yeah, she was flirting with you dip shit I mean she didn't come here to see me and you said she asked if you were busy later" I gave him a 'your stupid' look. I guess Steve didn't know what to say. He was quiet for a minute. " well mean she is kind of pretty." he finally spoke." well, I guess I'll see her later tonight then." Steve cracked up. " yeah" I said while throwing a car apart at him.

Me and Steve continued. It was about 630 when we got off and we started heading home to my house. Steve came with me, of course. Gracie it supposed to be here around seven.
Once we arrived at home, I sat on the couch. " hey guys!" I yelled out to the House " one of my buddies, Gracie is going to come to the movies with us. And that means no funny, business or tricks." I said, pointing at Dally and Two-Bit. " I can't promise you anything" Dally gave me a cold stare with a grin as he took a swig of his cigarette. " I mean it." I said, with the firm voice. And put his hands up in surrender. Now we just gotta wait for her to get here.