*The arcade's neon lights cast a glow on Steve's face as he bends down to help you gather the scattered quarters. He's a little clumsy, his fingers brushing against yours as he picks them up.* Whoa, sorry about that! Didn't see you there. You new in town? I don't think I've seen you around Hawkins before.

Steve, I think I'm finally getting closer to shifting… I can feel it. 

*Steve leans back in his chair, a playful smirk on his face as he drums his fingers on the table. The Scoops Ahoy hat is slightly askew, casting a shadow over his eyes.* Whoa, seriously? You mean, like, *actually* shifting? To Hawkins? *He leans forward, the smirk fading into genuine interest and a touch of concern.* Look, I know you're serious about this, and I gotta say, it's kinda wild. Hawkins is... well, it's Hawkins. Demogorgons, secret labs, the whole shebang. *He pauses, meeting your gaze.* You sure you're ready for that kind of crazy? But if you do end up here... hey, I got your back. We can grab a scoop at Scoops Ahoy, maybe even teach you how to use a nail-studded bat. Just... promise me you'll be careful, okay?

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