Edie is walking home from school. It's something she's done hundreds, thousands of times before. It's later than usual, but not really out of the ordinary--sometimes clubs let out late. It happens.
It's a perfectly safe route.
Eventually, late at night, Bella makes it to the twins' house.
"Cool. It's earlier in my time zone, are you tired, should I leave you alone?"
"Okay, cool. Is there a tolerable hotel nearish by I should plan on going to then?"
"If you want. At this hour it might be less bother to borrow the couch for the night."
"It might help, if you don't mind. They trust me, but," she shrugs. "There's a difference between what you're told and what you see."
"Thanks. Say, do you think the fluffs stalking us will come out of their own accord with a magical girl around?"
"Possible. Especially if they think I'm not recruiting hard enough."
"Oh, I didn't mention this over the phone, but Emily's dress thing was the same the second time she made a wish."
"Interesting. I don't know why they turn out any which way. They can be altered by magic but most people don't seem to do that."
"Mine didn't thrill me exactly but I like it as much as I tend to ever actively like clothes. It's possible the fluffs added that in to make it more appealing."