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Bella attends her classes with faultless punctuality, every time. She sits in the second or third row on an aisle in the middle section of seats, in the classes that take place in big auditorium lecture halls like the main section of Bio; she's willing to put herself closer to the professors in smaller classes like OS and of course her flute chair (third; she hasn't been quite ridiculously showoffy enough to climb beyond yet) is assigned. But right now, she is in Bio, learning tidbits about auxin and tropisms that the textbook didn't cover fully. She's running at about one and a half speed, just enough that she can trivially listen to and process the lecture against her memory of the text while also permitting some mind-wandering. She liiiiiikes her cognitive speedup power.
Janine laughs.
"That's actually one of the reasons he goes by that name, if I recall correctly," says Bella. "He's - hm, I don't think I actually have any picture of him handy, I should fix that for just this sort of situation. He's tall and he's got wavy brown hair just shy of shoulder length and he makes extremely distinctive facial expressions that defy verbal description. He sews dresses and bakes."
"I have never seen him in any," volunteers Janine. "But I have not seen him that many times."
"Makeup very occasionally, but not stage makeup. Dresses, though, he will occasionally wear."
Bella chuckles. "Little nowhere town in Washington State."
"He visits a lot," says Janine.
[You're being talked about,] she informs Alice. And turns the read on, because why not, she can speed up if she needs to in order to juggle two conversations.
[By who?] he wonders, smiling at nothing in particular. Bella has that effect on him.
"No, he's not in anything at the moment, although he has a lovely little startup business for the dressmaking - Janine is among the customers," Bella says, waving a hand at her roommate.
"Maybe I should look him up," muses Bridget.
"If you want a dress I can put the request through for you," Bella offers.
"I could show you the one he made me," says Janine, "but it is not really representative."
[I'm straight, Alice. I guess she's kinda nerd-pretty? Glasses, brown hair, doesn't dress like she expected to leave the house on any given morning?]
Janine gets out her own example, of which Bridget also voices approval.
"What kind of commissions does he take? What's his price range? Not too exorbitant, I hope."
[I like her already!] says Alice. His mental image is not very precise, but is more or less accurate.
[She likes the dresses, too. She might want one.]
"Does he expect creative input?" asks Bridget, as Janine puts her dress away. "Because I have no creative input, I just know I want one."