"When we can get in and out without having to wait for Milliways, then yes, absolutely."
Angela casts her vote for storming Downside as soon as four or more minted Bells are all in Milliways at the same time.
And then she leaves the bar.
"Hello, Nathaniel," Isabella sighs. "I found out why Shell Bell and Sherlock reacted like that."
"There are several of me - Shell Bell's just one of them. We're all a lot alike. We look the same - though I'm the only one with wings - we have a lot of the same quirks. The same basic personality formed in different places and times. And it turns out that Shell Bell has met someone who is a version of you. She didn't realize it at first. He was older, and she never saw his face. But she recognized your voice."
Isabella squats so her face is level with Nathaniel's. "You're not the same person as that other one. Just like I'm not Shell Bell, only myself and the things I choose to do. But you should be warned, because you might have some of the same tendencies as your alts. And Shell Bell was so, so badly hurt, when she met that one, that when she heard you speak she was afraid."
"No. You didn't do anything. I wouldn't be punished for anything Shell Bell did and you aren't going to be punished for anything your alt did. I'm only warning you just in case."
"You're welcome," she says, glad he didn't ask for details about how Shell Bell was hurt.
"Yes, of course. I think your group leaves to go back to the Eyrie in an hour and it won't do if you're missing when they set out."
[I found a door when Nathaniel was following me around, and I thought I might as well take him through and show him the place, and Shell Bell was there, and every time he spoke she just twitched like someone had pricked her with a pin unexpectedly. Nathaniel left, Shell Bell doored Downside, Sherlock confirmed the match.]