“You don’t strike me as the slushy type,” I say.
Lucky pokes me. “Dude. Move. It’s our turn.”
Shit.
He’s right.
I step up to the window, where a woman with curly brown hair tied back behind a rainbow bandanna is waiting at thewindow while a shirtless dude who looks like the videos I’ve seen of Oliver stands next to her and flexes his biceps. “Burger and a show,” he says to me.
I ignore him and focus on the woman. “Are you Bea?”
“Hi, yes. Can I get you a burger?”
“Where’s Daphne?”
Her eyes get round, and she shoots a look at Oliver.
“Déjà vu,” she murmurs.
He growls and leans into the window, glaring at me. “Who the fuck are you, and what do you want with my girlfriend?”
“Oh my god, that will never not be hot,” a voice says inside the bus.
Bea presses her lips together like she’s trying not to smile, but then her eyes go even rounder than they were before.
She’s spotted the triplets behind me.
“Well?” the guy I’m assuming is Oliver says. “What do you?—”
Bea grabs his arm, cutting him off.
“Daph? You need to come here,” she says.
Oliver looks past me, and his eyes go round too.
“Keep threatening him,” Decker says. “I might still be a little pissed, and this might be fun.”
“Don’t be an asshole,” Jack mutters.
“We’re actively working against the curse, remember?” Lucky adds.
A woman with flaming pink-and-white striped hair and fairy tattoos on her arms steps into view, a small smirk on her face that fades into yet one more person gaping at the three men behind me.
“Oh my god,” she whispers as she blinks quickly.
It’s crowded as fuck here. “Can we talk somewhere in private?”
She keeps gaping at the triplets.
“Back of the bus,” Bea says. “Go on. That’s where—well, that’s apparently where we do this.”
“Can I get a hamburger?” Jack says to her. “I can’t remember the last time I ate.”
“We’re starving,” Lucky agrees. “And we’ll pay.”
“I got theirs,” Oliver says to Bea. He, too, gestures to the back of the bus.
I grab two of the triplets by their collars and drag them around to the back, and the third follows.
