Kyle steadily whittles the Kissing booth line down, the donation box having to be taken away and replaced several times over the day. Once it gets to the point where he's waiting for customers, he calls in a replacement and wanders around the event.
Oooooooh, Kielbasa stand. Kyle had grown fat on Glamour during the day, but he couldn't live on Glamour alone. After he bought his lunch, he wen't looking for Derek. He wanted to know how Derek had found out about his dream. Was someone spying on him? If they were, they certainly were getting an eyeful.