Jim has a crush on Judy, and Judy's boyfriend, Buzz, is a popular jock. After a police raid on a rave, Jim makes friends with Neechee (a fey kid who has nicknamed himself after Nietzsche) while Judy befriends punkish riot grrrl Kimberly. As Jim and Judy pursue each other through the unpleasant social procedures of high school, abandoning their rebellious nature in favor of comfortable conformity, Neechee and Kimberly fall unhappily in love with them -- Neechee with Jim, Kimberly with Judy. Ultimately, their experience alienates them even further from the mainstream, and from the objects of their affection. This is a play that should be considered not so much for what it says, perhaps, but rather how it says it. It conveys smug earnestness without becoming smug itself; it lets us laugh with its characters rather than at them. It's a kind of balance that allows Kimberly to explain she has written a letter as a poem because "she can't make her feelings into grammar", shortly after telling Judy to cut the "Sylvia Plath pessimism." Currency is maintained, but not at the expense of transcendence. Some may not relate to the explanation of the importance of Ramen noodles to satisfying the "munchies", but everyone should be able to relate to Neechee's cautious maxim: "Never believe what they write on the desk."