I saw Grease at the Papermill in Millburn, NJ, and the only greasers I saw were on the stage. There aren't many greasers up here in NW Jersey either, but if you want to see them go to Garfield or Lodi, or better yet South Jersey, anywhere in the 609 area code. Here in North Jersey, we're anti-Grease. Well, there is that friend of mine that likes to go around with a leather jacket... but his name's Mike, not Danny. There's a difference.
The irony of this all is that I've been told on numberous occasions that my dad looks like John Travolta in his Grease years, and he's lived in NJ his entire life.
Cosette: Roses are red.
Marius: Violets are blue.
Eponine: You're so in love!
Marius: And so not with you.