(That's not entirely shocking. Richie had always talked about girls in some sort of way back when he remembered him. It was one of those disappointing things, but Eddie just rolls his eyes.)

More like the chlamydia train...(Muttered lowly under his breath.

He stares at Richie for a few seconds, brows raised.)

Tuesday. Which by the way I didn't think they even threw parties on Tuesdays.

(Eddie watches him hunt around and he winds up groaning lowly.)

Dude. Seriously? Give me your number and I can try to call it if you want.

(He watches Richie closely, shaking his head.)

...No. I came here for you. I...Shit, it's not worth explaining when you're like this. Just. I can take care of calling us a car.