[s4e7] Uncomfortable Ball Stuff -

Later, sitting on the curb outside the venue with egg on his lapel and Donna by his side, Eric sighed. "Well. At least it's over."

Eric looked at her, a small smile finally breaking through. "Yeah? I guess it wasn't all bad." [S4E7] Uncomfortable Ball Stuff

In the basement of the Forman house, the air was thick with the usual mix of Nag Champa and teenage apathy. Eric sat on the edge of the couch, his fingers nervously tracing the lapel of a velvet suit that looked like it had been salvaged from a lounge singer's estate sale. Later, sitting on the curb outside the venue

Donna leaned her head on his shoulder. "You know, the part where you took out the VP was actually the most exciting thing that’s happened at Pricemart since they got the new label maker." Donna leaned her head on his shoulder