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."
"Don't go to any movies with him and his extremely vaguely existent friends."
"Good. ...Also if you don't like Pride and Prejudice and/or do not know how to make fudge I am open to changes in the details of the plans. Or you could suddenly have to cancel whenever Jack is no longer available to notice this. Whatever."
"Are you kidding? I would love to teach you to make fudge. And I haven't actually read Pride and Prejudice, or seen any film adaptations for that matter, so I have no basis for judging it yet."
"I don't have a copy on me to loan you, but it's public domain so you could probably get it online if you have decent internet."
"I'm sure we have a copy. It's the sort of thing Ghys would put on a bookshelf just to have it there even if the genre isn't really her style."
"So I will read Pride and Prejudice and then go teach you to make fudge."
Solvei reads Pride and Prejudice, and shows up at Bella's house on Saturday to teach her to make fudge. Her aunt drops her off.
"Hi!" says Bella to Ghys, unsure what to call her, as her marital status and for that matter surname are not clear and she isn't sure if she goes by nickname with her niece's friends.
"This is Bella Swan," says Solvei. "Bella, my aunt Ghyslaine Royer."
"It's so nice to meet you," says Ghyslaine.