"Come on you're late! What are you in character right away!?" FP shouts as Alice pulls up to pops in her car.

"Come on lets go, she's inside." He tells them, making his way over to open Alice's door.

She lets out a groan as she fixes up her black fancy dress.

"What is that?" FP asks eyeing her outfit.

"Are you kidding me? This is what you want from me!" Alice defends while motioning to her outfit.

"I know, I know I'm just saying it's a little over the top but-"

"Thanks, happy to be here to help you." She replies sarcastically.

The four of them gather in a circle right beside their car to talk about what's going to go down in there.

"The first rule of improv is to always accept the information, if someone says something just go with it, no saying no." Betty tells the three rather confidently.

"Got it, got it." FP nods

"I'm my acting class, when someone says no we all yell DIE!" She tells them, so they understand fully.

"Well then, no one will say no then. Don't yell die." FP shakes his head as Alice smirks.

"What are we waiting for? Let's get in there." Charles states.

The four of them walk in confidently. Other than being quite nervous, FP and Alice had it under control.

They walk in the dinner to find it extremely busy as a kid was hosting his birthday party there. Alice closes her eyes for a moment to get use to the yelling.

"It stinks, it smells like kids feet in here." FP tells her earning a giggle.

"Happy Father's Day." Alice says with a wide smile.

He's about to respond, but is interrupted as a kid at tripped over a foot, and went head first into FP's crotch area. He lets out a groan before bending his knees in pain.

The kid screams as tears start to form. He swiftly gets up and runs back to his table shouting- "mommy, that man put his pee pee on my face!"

"What!?" FP shouts as the entire diner goes silent. "He put his face on my pee pee!" He defends.

"FP!" Alice smacks his arm.

"I'm saying he's the one-"

"I don't think it really matters." She hisses through her teeth.

Gladys suddenly makes her way out of the bathroom seeing them and walks towards them.

"Oh, Gladys! Darling, hello." Alice says pulling her into a hug.

"Hermie, thank you so much for bringing the kids today." She tells her once they she pulls away.

"I don't think she was the only one who brought em, you know what I'm saying. They are my pride and joy!" FP states as Alice looks at him in disbelief.

"I'd like to introduce you to the one and only Jellybean" he points to her. "And Jughead right there." He ruffles his pretend son's hair.

"Hi you guys!" Gladys joyfully greets them.

"Ello Gladys, beard so much about you." Betty says in a British accent with a smile, as Alice and FP share a nervous look.

"You're British." Gladys states confusingly.

"So you're the bird what's been giving my daddy the ol' slap and tickle." Betty again sticks to her British accent with a wide grin.

Gladys looks to them for an explanation.

"We-Uh-we sent her to boarding school last year in England. So she picked up a slight accent." Alice clears it up quickly with a laugh.

FP nods in agreement to her claim. He was very impressed with how she came up with that so quickly.

"Well, it is a pleasure meeting you Jellybean." Gladys tell the young girl, putting out her hand to shake.

Betty sighs. "Wish I could say the same. You see, before you, I had meself a father. I was the apple of his eye. It was all giggling and chasing butterflies in the meadows, and what have you. And now what do I got? And hour and a half every other week at Pops with him, and his whore." She lets out, still fully embracing her British accent.

Gladys gasps at the little girl's words.

"Elizabe- Jellybean!" The two day in union.

Betty suddenly fakes a tantrum as she runs off to the other side of the diner to play with the jukebox.

"Oh my god, she's so upset." Gladys says sadly.

"No, no, that's the-the pills that... she took some out of her mother's purse" he says pointing to Alice.

"Are you kidding me?" Alice states angrily, smacking his chest.

"All right, let me go see her." FP says, making his way over to her.

Gladys turns her attention to Charles or who she thought was names Jughead. "How are you doing, sweetie?"

"I'll be doing a lot better once I get my hamburgers." He tells her honestly.

Gladys raises her eyebrows in a amusement looking at Alice who ruffles her actual son's hair.

"He's American" she states.

*

"Excuse me, what the hell was that?" FP whispers angrily once he had made his way over to Betty.

"That was raw, reel, and in the moment. You know, I feel very good about it." Betty cheekily smiles.

"You do? Well I don't. So if you want to get your money, and your acting classes, you better start doing things right from now on." He says in a harsh tone. "And another thing, we're stuck with the English accent now Queen Elizabeth, so commit to it. Don't choke, got it?"

She rolls her eyes at him. "Got it!"

"Now let's make our way back over there, hug me and laugh, and let's get back into the show." He orders as she nods her head.

They laugh together as she hugs FP tightly, making their way back over to Gladys, Alice and Charles with big smiles plastered on their faces.

"You're not a whore Gladys, I'm so sorry." Berry apologies as she settles herself back into a British accent.

"It's okay, sweetie."

"That's so nice, see what they do? They fight, then they make up and it's good." Alice states sweetly, trying to talk up FP so they could get this over with.

"Sha'll we get a booth?" FP asks and everyone hums in agreement.

*

"Got a hamburger here for Jughead, and two quesadillas for my little Jellybelly." FP says as he passes the food to the two kids, sitting down in the process.

"Here's your guy's waters. No soda for you Jughead, remember you're battling diabetes." He tells the kid handing him water.

"Huh?" Charles says quietly.

Alice sends him a playful glare as he kept making up stupid lies. It was quite hard not to laugh.

"JB? I got you two quesadillas because it's your favourite food, so you have to eat it." He tells her, knowing about her issues.

"Well, yes! And that's why I'm going to eat every single bit of it." Betty states with a smile, picking up the quesadilla and taking a big bite.

FP looks over to Alice who mouths thank you. He smiles at her and gives her a nod.

"Hey, I think we forgot napkins." Gladys says looking around the table.

"Well let me go get them, because I know you aren't doing to get up and get them because you don't like to get up to do anything." He announces, pointing to Alice as he makes his way back to the counter.

"Oh, nice." Alice says sarcastically in return.

"So Jug, your father tells me that you like to go to the bathroom." Gladys starts a conversation.

"When I feel it, I do it." He answers plainly.

Gladys nods with a laugh. "What else do you like?"

"I don't know."

"That's our Juggie, he's a man of very few words." Alice chimes in.

"Maybe I'm upset." Charles says lowly, catching the attention of the brunette.

"Upset about me and your father dating?" She asks.

"No. You seem to make my dad happy and that's cool, but-but..." he trails off, ready to give the performance of his life.

"But what?" Gladys asks sadly.

"Well, I just hate that he broke his promise to me."

"What promise?"

"Yeah, what promise?" Alice asks Charles, knowing that FP wasn't going to like this.

"He promised me last year that he would take me to Hawaii to swim with the dolphins." FP comes back with the napkins in hand, confused as to what this conversation was about.

"They have this lagoon there with dolphins, and people go to swim with them."

"What are you doing?" Alice whispers in his ear.

He ignores her and continues. "But without warning, my dad canceled on me."

"Why would he do that?" Gladys shakes her head.

"Because he met you." Charles tells her, fake crying as he did.

"He what?" Gladys says angrily, looking up at FP whose jaw was practically hitting the floor.

"No!"

"DIE!" Betty shouts, as she recalls her rule from earlier.

"No, no, no, no! I'm saying that did-that never... you misunderstood me. I said we have to go to Hawaii earlier, because I'm excited for all of us to meet. We're going to Hawaii, I promise!" He rambles on, making sure he's safe with Gladys.

Charles looks up at him, sending him a smirk no one else could see before going back into his fake crying act.

FP glares at the boy knowing that he was about to cost him a lot of god damn money.