"I'll be right back; I think something very interesting is about to happen..." Dash grabbed a chicken mask from Devon's bag and headed towards where Robby had run, sensing that something might unfold.
Devon looked at Dash, who had returned from the bathroom, and asked, "Are you going to make headlines again?"
"I hope not..." Dash said as he bid farewell to Devon for a moment and to his new friends who seemed to be enjoying their drinks.
Tory watched Dash walk away and said to Devon, who had returned to the table, "You have a very handsome boyfriend. How did you manage to get him in your arms?"
"By hitting him hard; you have to beat him with fists for them to pay attention," Devon said with a smile as other women admired her boyfriend, who only had eyes for her.
Aisha smiled and said, "That is some good advice; no wonder you two have been the championship couple for three consecutive years."
At that moment, Samantha, who had approached from behind, said, "Listen, my mom's wallet is missing."
"That's too bad," Tory said, slightly intoxicated from the alcoholic drinks.
Devon, who was more sober, asked, "What are you insinuating, Mrs. LaRusso? You should watch your tone, or we might have problems."
Tory, who had caught on to what Samantha was insinuating, stopped laughing and looked at her more seriously.
"It's not about you, Devon, but I wonder if you know anything about it," Samantha said, looking directly at Tory, who had recently stolen a bottle of vodka.
Samantha looked at Tory and said, "Give me the wallet, and I won't call the authorities."
Devon was surprised by Samantha's absolute confidence. Because of this, she didn't say anything and stepped back a few steps.
"Is this a joke?" Tory asked, seriously enraged.
Aisha, who was also offended, said, "Sam, she didn't steal your mother's wallet."
"Of course, and she didn't steal a bottle of vodka either," Samantha clarified her point, looking and pointing, "And she wouldn't steal half the cutlery either."
Devon, on the side, smiled sarcastically and said, "I'm not aware of the cutlery, but we didn't steal anything. We paid for every penny that bottle cost. Should I show you the charge on my credit card?"
"I'll handle this..." Tory didn't want someone else fighting her battles and stepped forward. "Listen very well, I didn't steal from your mother, bitch!"
Samantha stayed silent, staring at her. But after realizing that this would cause trouble for Tory, she sighed and said, "You know what, let's just leave."
"Where do you think you're going?"
Tory, who had resigned from fighting, became even more upset because Samantha wanted to grab her bag, shouting as she turned around to push her, "Let me go!"
Although the push wasn't much, Devon could see that Samantha stumbled over a ball on the ground and fell backward onto the food table.
Crack!
The entire food table collapsed, and Samantha, who had fallen onto it, was covered in food.
Devon, on the side, widened her eyes and muttered, "Damn, that was extreme..."
Tory didn't say anything and turned around; staying to apologize for something that clearly wasn't her fault made no sense.
"Are you okay?" Aisha asked as she approached Samantha, who was surprised to have been thrown to the ground.
Samantha, who felt angry, said, "You got yourself a charming friend!"
"You shouldn't have accused her of something like that," Aisha said, looking for Tory, who had left the place.
Devon, who managed to save her and Dash's food, nodded at those words and said, "She's partly right."
"I guess you're happy about something like this."
"Me? It seems you have a bad idea about my behavior towards you. But I don't want to clarify all the problems you've created just by judging a situation and not knowing the context. But I'm not surprised; you're already that way," Devon said as she left the place.
Despite having no issues with Samantha, she knew they couldn't be on good terms at least now. It wasn't the first time, from her experience, that Samantha judged another person. She had done the same thing back when Dash was about to fight Samantha's ex without knowing the context of the situation. It was truly frustrating, but since they weren't friends and didn't coincide in classes, she didn't give it much importance. That's why she wouldn't start now; it wasn't worth it after all.
"Why are we the ones walking away if we didn't do anything wrong?" Aisha asked as she caught up to Tory, who was about to leave.
Tory, who understood the situation and what could happen, said, "If she cries and calls mom, I'll get in trouble. My life is already a mess; there's no point in getting involved in external problems that I can avoid."
Devon, who had approached from behind, said, "I don't want to make fun of misfortunes, but Samantha partly deserved that..."
"Did you bring the bottles?" Tory asked, seeing the bottles in Devon's hands.
Devon smiled and said, "Well, even though I don't drink, I can be your companion and take you home."
"That would be great," Tory said as she hugged Devon, who hadn't drunk.
Aisha also smiled and walked with her new friends toward the beach.