"And we're supposed to be bonding, because we're part of the same group now — and that's what groups do, they bond, and I think we should have a girl's day, because, really Yumi, we're outnumbered in this group, Mrs. Einstein doesn't count, she's always got her head in books or graphs of computer batteries or whatever it is she and Jeremie do on that thing, and with William and Herve and Nicholas always—"
"Sissi," Yumi says, feeling a headache begin to throb at her temples. "What's your point?"
"My point is," Sissi says, drawing herself up to her full height. "We should have a girl's day out, just you and me."
"You. And me?" Yumi asks. "I'm sorry Sissi, but, spending all day shopping and getting manicures or whatever it is you do isn't really my thing…"
"Oh, live a little, Ishiyama," Sissi snaps. "Pick me up here tomorrow at four in the afternoon. And bring sunglasses."
She tosses her hair over her shoulder and starts to walk away, then pauses and glances back with a surprisingly sweet smile. "Who knows," she adds, "you might actually enjoy yourself."
"In another universe," Yumi mutters under her breath, but she mentally makes a note of the day — she's free tomorrow, she can make it. Who knows, she thinks, maybe Sissi will surprise her after all.