When Robin arrives on Sunday, Andi is in the front yard on a lawn chair, knotting a friendship bracelet safety-pinned to the knee of her jeans in robin's-egg blue and two shades of pink.
"Hi, Robin!" says Andi. She detaches the bracelet-in-progress and stashes it in a little bag, then hops up out of her chair.
"How's it going?" she asks, hauling her guitar in its case toward the front door.
"Going pretty good." Andi holds the door for her. "Got all my homework done early, I love having all my homework already done on Sunday. You?"
"Whatever, I'm not judgy," shrugs Andi. "...But I spend so much time around Bella that I kinda have a Shoulder Bella like cartoon characters have a Shoulder Angel and my Shoulder Bella wants to make sure you don't do it in a way that gets anybody else in trouble."
"Shoulder Bella is satisfied." Andi pats where a three-inch Shoulder Bella's head might be, gently, and says, "Is the living room a good guitar habitat? Bella's having an Introverted Day. Or at least an Introverted Morning, sometimes she perks up around lunch."
Flop! The sofa now contains and Andi. She waves a hand with mock imperiousness. "Music!" she says.
"All right, what're you in the mood for?"
She grabs a chair, sits down, and plays.
It turns out that Robin is a really good singer. Not bad at writing music, either. And her lyrics are adorable - it's a song about sweet things, and you can almost taste the chocolate.
"Nah, I'm shit at those," she says. "I just have it written down as 'Sweets'."
"Speaking of which wow I really want chocolate like right now, how do you feel about muffins, we could make muffins. I have this recipe with yogurt in it, it's good."
"Awesome!" Off goes Andi to the kitchen. "Mom would make us wait till after lunch to eat them but she's off at - I forget what it is this week. Bella!" she hollers at the ceiling. "Remind me where Mom is!"
"Book club, then ceramics class," Bella's voice replies faintly, "we might wind up meeting her at the Mexican place for dinner with her ceramics friends."
"Apparently," shrugs Andi. "She signs up for all kinds of things. If Bella says she has ceramics friends she's probably been doing it for a while, I don't really keep close track, it could just as easily have been origami or some nature hike group or an exciting new religion."