And there is the theater! Andi reminds Renée of when the movie is over, and that Bella will remind her if she forgets to come get them, and then she gets in line.

"Is your mum the forgetful type?" inquires Robin.

"Yeah. Only about some things, but this is that kinda thing."

"Got it."

"We have to be on her about running errands and stuff too. She doesn't let anything get too out of control but she leaves it later than she means to if we're not kind of on her case."

"As long as you manage to get it all down between the three of you, I guess," says Robin.

"Yeah. But we come home from Dad's in August and she's down to a can of beans and a bottle of ketchup and there's four utility bills wedged behind the toaster and her car needs to be washed and the sink's full of dishes. Takes a day or two to straighten out."

Robin laughs.

They are nearing the head of the line. "Have you got cash on you? I can put it on my card and you can pay me back."

"Sounds like a plan," says Robin.

"Two for Freaky Friday please," Andi chirps to the person behind the glass, and tickets are printed and her card is swiped. She tears their tickets apart and hands Robin hers.

"It'll start in like ten minutes, we should find seats," says Andi. "They're numbered, you know, the bills, what else do you usually expect money to do, fold itself into origami birds?"

"I expect it to be different bloody colours and sizes!" she exclaims. "So I don't have to squint at the corner to see the bloody denomination!"

"The portraits are different too. Do you maybe need glasses?" Andi spots the correct theater and heads into the darkness.

"I've been in this country for a sodding week, you think I've had time to memorize the faces on your money?"

"Would you have had the time to memorize new colors? I mean, there would be no reason for the colors to match even if there were colors. Do you like being closer to the screen or farther back?"

"In the middle and a little to the side's my favourite. It'd be easier to remember 'red is one, green is five' or whatever than learn to recognize a bunch of dead blokes and then remember out which one's which."

Andi finds two seats together a little ways in from the aisle, halfway up, and plops down. "Huh, I think it'd be easier to learn which queens are on what or whatever than colors if I moved to England."

"Maybe," says Robin. "But only because you grew up with this bullshit."

"Maybe. Or maybe I'm just good with faces? I can draw, kinda."

"Yeah, could be."

"Caricatures really, not realistic anything and not anything except people. Maybe I'll draw caricatures for a living when I grow up, I don't know. What do you want to do?"

"Rock star," she says immediately.

"Ooh, what do you play?"