Without missing a beat, she utters in spot-in imitation of Jessica, "We actually have lesbians in Forks!"
She doesn't just put the voice on for this one - she gets the expression and bodily mannerisms down too. "You underestimate my powers if you think I can't do this in two days."
As herself again, "I mean, even if I suddenly became taller and whiter I couldn't impersonate you for long, there's more to a person than just how they talk. But yeah. I do very accurate impressions."
"You could! Is that what you wanna do? ...Also you need to be giving me driving directions here."
"And yeah, I have no idea what I want to do with my life. Actress might end up being it. I don't know."
"I'm not sure either. Might go for being a doctor, as more or less the boring option. Research probably, not patients."
"Politics. More like 'the ACLU' than like 'run for President', though not necessarily much like either one."
As Solvei shoulders her backpack and heads for the mansion, she is greeted at the door by someone who might plausibly be her aunt Ghyslaine - a stunningly beautiful woman who doesn't look a day over twenty. Not much of a family resemblance. Maybe the relation is by marriage. They hug and go inside, chatting in their unidentified non-English language.
On Friday, while the remaining truffles from the afternoon's lesson are getting passed around, Jack suggests to Solvei that she might want to come with him "and some friends" (suspiciously unspecified friends) to see a movie. (A suspiciously unspecified movie.)
"She has plans," puts in Bella.
"Yeah?" asks Jack, unconvinced.
"She's coming to my house to teach me to make fudge and watch various film adaptations of Pride and Prejudice," says Bella flatly.
Jack looks at her. Then he takes an extra truffle and leaves them alone.
"So," says Bella, "I have several film adaptations of Pride and Prejudice, do you want to watch them with me and teach me to make fudge."