"Oh, that sucks. Yeah, mine'll take us as long as it's not when she's working, which isn't a big deal since she teaches school. How's tomorrow afternoon for you?"

"Tomorrow afternoon sounds just fine!"

"Okay, how about you walk home with me and Bella and when Mom shows up she'll take us? There's a four o'clock."

"Perfect," says Robin.

"Great, I always meet Bella out front of the school when the bell rings."

"I'll be there," she promises.

"Cool! See you there. Bye!"

"Hi, Andi! Hi, Bella!"

"Rumor has it you're coming home with us and then going off to see some disturbing body-switching movie."

"That's an unusually accurate rumour," laughs Robin.

"Well, it didn't go through many iterations of distortion before I heard it."

"When I asked Mom for a ride she made me check with Bella to make sure she didn't want to come too, but Bella thinks the premise is creepy."

"Well, yeah," says Robin.

"I mean, of all the - do you care about spoilers? This one is technically a remake, I've heard stuff about the previous version. Not to mention there's a book."

"Nah, go ahead," says Robin.

"Of all the ways to heal a strained family relationship, nonconsensually body-switching them has got to be the most deranged. Can you think of anyone in your life who you would get along with better after being dropped into their life and watching them make a hash of yours?"

"No," she snorts.

"There you go. I mean, if Andi and I swapped, we could probably fake each other pretty well, but that's because we're already close enough to not need improvement - anyone who has the disease will be left a ruin by the cure. So, not my movie, but I hope you guys have fun."

"Faking you wouldn't even be hard, I bet. 'Renée, I mean, Mom, are you going to Staples soon, I need more notebooks,'" she says in an uncanny imitation of Bella's cadences.

Bella coughs, and replies, "Mo-o-om, can I have an advance on my allowance, like, twenty dollars, I know bad planning and forethought and adult financial skills but it's important really!" in a likewise spooky mimicry.

Robin cracks up.

"But you look way more like Mom and I look like Dad, we couldn't really fool anyone."

"You look more like Renée when you actually smile."