Rebecca, with a knapsack full of her school stuff on her back and a duffel bag full of her personal possessions hanging from her elbow, is pounding on the door of the Blake house. It's spooky, but that's kind of why she picked it, so she's not going to let it stop her from hammering on the door till her arm falls off or someone answers it.
"You're right, all I have to do is get into Julliard with a toddler. By magic. - is there magic for that."
"I mean there's magic for that but we don't use it because messing with people's heads is bad. ...I bet it wouldn't take much to get my aunt excited about how you should get the opportunity to go to a cool music school and make cool music there, though, and she might be able to help out in, like, normal ways by knowing things about how fancy schools work."
"That works too! I'm excited to meet her, she sounds great. Does she live in this house with you guys?"
"Same school, but Meg's in the year below us and Ash is younger, I forget by how much. Not young enough to be in Tia's class."
"That sounds very plausible. Is the Ash you're thinking of a tiny brunette who keeps her hair in a pinned-up braid?"
"Are they expected for a visit any time soon or is it more of a spontaneous thing?"
"Usually more spontaneous, arranged a few days in advance if that, unless it's somebody's birthday or a holiday or a ritual that needed months of advance planning in which case we know ahead of time. I assume they'll be coming over sometime this weekend or next so they can meet you, though."
"I am a new and exciting sideshow attraction. The Amazing Egglaying Girl."
"Nah, somebody laying an egg isn't that interesting. Somebody playing the piano like that is much cooler."
Giggle. "Just me. Is magic music done on the piano or do you sing it or what?"