Saturday morning sees Bella with her notebooks about magic all in her knapsack, her medallion safety-pinned by its chain to her bra just in case she trips the wrong way, waiting with Charlie for pickup for the Avalon trip.
"Logic puzzles," she almost joked riddles but Angela doesn't know, "and specificity-requiring genies, maybe short-answer ethics questions with a 'justify your answer on the back' part. And I will charge tuition but if I can afford to I'll give scholarships if people agree to do something of social value for some period of time with their educations."
"It'll be like a normal test to get into college, like the ACT or SAT - except with ethics. And logic."
"They're planning to make standardized tests together," whispers Savannah to Angela. "They'll probably elope in a week."
Bella laughs into her hands.
"Shh, details. They move quickly, they can't let a silly thing like age get in the way of standardized testing."
"We do not have to elope to write standardized tests," says Bella primly. "We aren't even writing them yet! They won't be useful until I'm ready to open my school."
Savannah is teasing.
"At least Savannah's supportive," says Darren, amused.
"If you are less cute at some time for some reason you might not be safe. But for now, yes. You are."
"Me too," says Darren. He wraps an arm around her. "We should try rationing it, so it lasts longer."
"Only certain levels of adorable that we can meet per day, if we go over we are tapping too much from the bank of adorable and risk running out."
"Then we will have to react accordingly," agrees Darren with a laugh. "And reinvest the adorable."