She thinks it's a pretty something! She holds it in place, covered in fingerprints and glowing bright, till it holds its own shape, and then she gets up and carries it out the door and runs around looking for Grandma Marianne. Where's Grandma Marianne?
"Yeah, when 'Tony' and 'Sherlock' don't cut it, I'm Screwdriver and she's Pearl," says Tony.
"You're a me? Wow, you're totally a me," says Tony. "Um... what if I can't think of a good nickname?"
"None of them could," says Shell Bell dryly. "They wound up deriving ideas based on their coin colors."
"Ooh."
Shell Bell makes a square of her own, shows it off, and spends it to produce illusion coins in the princesses' colors.
"...Red-hot iron, apparently," says Tony. She peers at Sherlock, and laughs. "And you're steel. Is there a Steel?"
"Any ideas on how to turn yours into a nickname?" Shell Bell asks Princess Tony.
"I guess you could go by 'Princess' for now? It's not perfect, you wouldn't be the only princess at a Bell party, but I think it wouldn't be that hard to keep your family and Elspeth straight, and if you can't think of anything else..."
"So you're all blacksmith fire-witches who make flying armor?" says Glass skeptically. "Granted I don't know how to turn any of that into a nickname..."
"Blacksmiths not so much - more engineers - low-tech here? - and what is a fire witch - and yes on the flying armor, Iron Man did that."
"A fire witch is a kind of hereditary magic user, mostly having to do with fire," says Glass. "One married into the royal family a few generations back. It's a little thinned out for my wives. The little ones can handle hot things safely - Carinna likes to play with hot glass - but that's all."