Bella heads to the ladies' room right away, of course.
Trouble demorphs and remorphs as quickly and quietly as possible; you never know when someone's going to come in.
"Showtime," mutters Bella.
And she and Andi and Robin head to the baggage claim to meet... someone, anyway.
He hugs the twins.
He offers Robin his hand to shake. "You must be Robin."
"Little and black with pink and red swirls painted on; you can't miss it."
"All right then." And the baggage carousel is observed intently in case it displays such a thing, or either twin's bag.
Eventually all of the bags are retrieved, and the girls follow Charlie - for lack of a better word - to his police cruiser.
She just doesn't feel like making conversation right now.
The drive home takes about forty-five minutes, and then he says:
"You all make yourselves at home. I'll be out for an hour - got a Sharing meeting, you girls are all welcome if you'd like to come along - but then I'll be back and we can catch up."
"I know you've made yourselves clear you don't think much of it, but just to be sure..."
"I would never, ever guess," says Andi, shuddering, "if I didn't know."
Bella unpockets Trouble. "We know when it eats, or at least have a very good guess, now. We can schedule our we-want-to-go-hiking trip accordingly."
"Right," she says as the boys start to demorph. "Do we know where we want to go hiking?"
"Olympic National Park. Probably most convenient if you're the one who really wants to go hiking. It knows us as well as Charlie does."
"Sure," she says. "Tell me all about Olympic National Park so I can get properly excited."
Bella relates what she knows about the park and its hiking-related virtues.