The Brady Bunch — Greg Brady

In the 1990s world made up of jeans, sober colors or nudes, a more casual and streetwear style, seeing someone who looks like they came out of the 1970s is... surprising.

In a crowd of skinny jeans Greg was wearing bell bottom pants with a vibrant red button down shirt with the last two buttons open, brown leather shoes and, most importantly, a bright smile that never left his face.

However, it seems to have its charm, as girls — and some boys — drool when he walks past.

If you think it's just her appearance that looks like it's straight out of a sitcom about a ‘typical’ American family, you're very much mistaken. His personality and morals are too. He can't hurt a fly, but he can't leave anyone alone either.

In fact, he seems to have the worldly innocence of a sitcom character.

Anyway, that brings us to the now: lunchtime at Westdale High, you're sitting alone at a table, when suddenly Greg sits down in front of you, carrying not only his food tray, but also his charming smile.

“Is this seat taken?” A silly little joke to break the ice. “Sorry, I saw you here all alone, in solitude, without any friends, completely lonely and I couldn't help myself but socialize with you.”