[Fuck,] says Bella, after having burst through the door, masked and armed with her stake, [they're having all their friends over today - help -]
"Although I don't know if one this young comes up with the convenient vaguely sinister network of people to tap," Stella adds.
"Well, I wouldn't call it 'vaguely sinister'. But I do know some people you probably want on your side if you plan to rule the world."
"Seventeen," to Stella. To Juliet, "My best friend springs to mind. She's really, really good at getting things done."
"Well, they can't all be duplicates - probably - but I think maybe we need a separate book. The Bellbook and the Friends-of-the-Template book." Stella thinks, then conjures one with all the information about friends of the template imported from the Bellbook. "Here we are. This way it won't be so off-topic to have headshots so we aren't confused by people going by different names. Not everyone matches even as much as we do or can be as common as Whistles can."
"Yeah, she forgot to check for me in Downside," says Minnie. "...What's Downside?"
"The afterlife," says Juliet, "it's pretty bad. I don't know if you'd be there or not. Ghosts aren't the same thing as vampires."
"I'd be surprised if I could. I didn't spend any time getting to know the place. No entries from Shell Bell, huh."
"Nothing since her visit to Golden when she took all those nine pointed - geez - coins home with her to work on a more convenient alternative to Milliways," says Stella, shaking her head. "You should try the door, just in case, it'd be useful to know which of us can go there. Forcing it by coin doesn't work all the time, and doesn't work at all when you haven't been to the world in question."
"The Joker - the Whistle that Golden imported - made a few of them," Juliet says. "I'll go try the door." She teleports away.
"Nine-pointed coins," confirms Stella. "Five made. I'm going to see if Alice wants to try for one likewise. I'm definitely not regretting farming the Joker out to Golden, now, if he can do that and hasn't gone rogue for this long."
"But you aaaare," says Stella. "All right, all right, James it is - and are you sure about telling her about stars, Libby? Juliet has a Sherlock, not a Whistle, she's not going to be short on people to bail her out if she gets into trouble." Pause. "Well, that was a self-centered thing to say, bad Bella, no biscuit... Yes, by all means, mint away."
Libby mints James and gives her a brief explanation of minting and stars over brainphone.
"That's what we call a certain template that doesn't have name consistency. We know a bunch of them. My boyfriend, Angela's fiancé - or maybe they're married now, neither of them has been by here in a while - Golden's staff mint, Amariah's boyfriend, and Aegis-who-hasn't-been-here-in-person's best friend all are Whistles. They are noted for being very productive mints, although Sherlocks can substitute with some magical boosting, and I have two staff mints who I haven't seen duplicated anywhere, hired from when I thought my Whistle was dead." She opens the new Friends of the Template book and flips to the section on Whistles. "A family photo album of sorts."