Miranda has a lovely summer, some of it spent at Karen's and some in Italy and some at home.
She shows up with Karen at the train platform and they look for Minor.
"Chocolate is among my favorite inventions. You can take some to the Americas and hand them out to skeptics."
Sigh. "My parents have - I don't know if it's a boy or a girl they took it away - my parents have it."
Rebecca's about to say something when a door creaks open and a nunnier nun, possibly the nunniest of nuns, approaches.
"That was brilliant, are you going to say how you did it or is it just more exotic, foreign, whatnot -" Rebecca whispers back.
"I can't tell you, I'm sorry, I'm not supposed to show you either but I'm not very likely to get caught. Exotic foreign whatnot."
"Secret exotic foreign whatnot, which you aren't allowed to tell me about, but you're free on weekends to chat up nuns."
"I'm still in school, learning exotic foreign whatnot, and I have two girlfriends to explain my absences."
Sigh. "So I started courting them last year partially because they were best friends and inseparable and so - close - and it was really cute and I talked them into kissing each other and they liked it and we all three went to the dance together and had a lovely time for a few months and then they decided they were in love. With each other. And they wanted me to cover for them. And - they'd have been willing to compensate me for that but as established I am not that much of an asshole so I'm covering for them but can hardly date more girls at school without people wondering why two isn't enough..."
"There are no exotic foreign nuns. If a girl where I'm from got with child and the father wouldn't marry her they'd probably duel over it."