She can treat pentagons like they're cheap, with three and a half Jokers in Origin, but there's no reason to use one when she can do without. Still stealthed to everyone except Ripper, she flickers to Rayne and back, quicker than blinking.
Ripper stands up and calmly punches him in the jaw.
"He can't perceive me," Bella puts in. "Unless I decide to let him. We can discuss Randall separately if you'd like though."
He tries to say something, shoots Bella a brief exasperated look, and amends to, "I'm sure you can guess who I asked for first, and funny fucking thing, he wasn't dead!"
"You went to considerable and asinine trouble to get ahold of me," Bella says to Ethan. "I have an appointment in seventeen minutes, but if there's something you'd like to say before then, you may."
Privately to Ripper, she adds, [We can discuss it if there's some way to cover it up, I just don't particularly want Rayne here to have the information.]
[Honestly, of the two of them, Randall's more likely to go to press with it,] he says without lifting his head.
"Before I go, do either of you need to be un-addicted from any mind-altering substances?"
"All right. D'you want to be able to torch?" she inquires of Ripper. She does not include Ethan in this query.
"All right." She torchables him, and conjures and hands him the pamphlet on how it works and how to contact one of her emergency-recovery staff by brainphone if he gets into a repeated-torching sort of fix. And then out she pops.
It doesn't go well.
Two days later, Ripper brainphones her.
[That invisible lurking gig, do you do that a lot?]