"I didn't actually think about that," confesses Andi.

"Not so well-planned after all."

"Well, I didn't have any other ideas."

"Yay, I win," chuckles Bella. She tucks the pencil into her backpack.

"You do," says Trouble. "You're a winner."

"And it worked like a charm," Ethan observes. "Kind of."

"I will treasure it forever. That or actually write on things with it until it is a nubbin."

"Kind of?"

"Depends what you wanted, doesn't it?"

"One of those," laughs Trouble.

"I just wanted to talk to you."

"How come you hang out with Ethan if he doesn't like you? Or vice-versa, for that matter."

"He thinks I'm funny," says Trouble. "We have fun together."

"Mission accomplished," says Ethan. "Congratulations."

"...And this doesn't qualify as liking you? What am I missing?"

Andi giggles. "Thanks."

He grins.

"There's 'like' the way you like a friend, and then there's 'like' the way you like a really good video game. That bakes awesome pies."

"...So is there stuff you miss about home besides the candy?"

"I don't know, I'd be really fond of a video game that baked me pies," remarks Bella, but she doesn't look unsympathetic.

"Maybe I should be your friend," Trouble jokes. "Let you get in on some of that pie."

Ethan shrugs. "The language. It's not as bad as if I'd moved to France, but it's still a headache translating all the little things back and forth."

"Stranger things have happened," snorts Bella.

"Like..." Andi struggles for a moment to think of an example, then says, "Biscuits?"