Using their fake IDs, the Riverdale gang sneaks into a pool hall. Giving away that they are relative tykes, Archie takes the "look at me! look at me!" approach to showing off his new "skills." Unfortunately, his latent mutant power has chosen that moment to manifest itself (the lack of motion lines in panel two lead me to believe that the pool balls are levitating). Veronica is appropriately surprised, but Jughead's incredulous expression shows that not even the supernatural can penetrate the veneer of cynicism he has adopted as his defense mechanism. Archie, unable to control his telekinesis at this time, learns the hard way never to levitate a hard object over your own forehead.
Or, you know, he's just a shitty juggler.
Or, you know, he's just a shitty juggler.
Meanwhile, on Saturday, Riverdale's municipal woes continue as the water pressure's out of control. Just look at how far it squirts out of the hose without a nozzle or Archie using the "thumb trick." I have to admit, I chuckled at the idea that Veronica, pissed off at someone saying out loud something about her tomboyish appearance, cowed Archie so badly that he just stood there as she intricately coiled the hose around him.
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