"Boy, I need your brain for this one."
"Ok dad, I'll be there in 15 mins." Jughead sighed. "Sorry guys, my dad needs me again." Archie, just about to kiss Veronica as Josie watched on in confusion, pulled away. "FP needs help with a case again?"
Jughead nodded. "Something like that.."
Jughead pulled up the driveway and opened the door. FP Jones was frowning mildly at his newspaper. "There you are, boy. 3 down, container for drinking liquids."
Jughead smiled wryly. "Cup, Dad. 3 down is cup."