They were not "a-ca-awesome" at the mixer. They weren't harmonizing very well and most of them didn't have the choreography down yet. One of the frat boys kicked them out in the middle of "Turn the Beat Around".

Aubrey was livid. "Well, I hope you all remember the way you feel right now, so you will never wanna feel this way again. Chloe, your voice didn't sound Aguilerian at all." Aubrey waited for Chloe to say something, but when she didn't she continued. "Chloe, for serious, what is wrong with you?"

"I have nodes." Chloe announced.

Aubrey gasped. "What? Oh my God."

"I found out this morning." Chloe added.

"What are nodes?" Beca asked, concerned as it seemed to be a big deal to the two captains.

"Vocal nodules. The rubbing together of your vocal cords at above-average rates without proper lubrication." Aubrey explained.

"They sit on your windpipe and they crush your dreams." Chloe added dramatically.

"Isn't that painful? Why would you keep performing?" Beca couldn't understand why Chloe would cause herself pain so willingly.

"Because I love to sing."

"Yeah, it's like when my lady doctor told me not to have sex for six weeks, and I did it anyway." Stacie sympathized, albeit taking it to an extreme.

"You should really listen to your doctor." Fat Amy told her.

"They key is early diagnosis. I am living with nodes. But I am a survivor. I just have to pull back. Because I am limited. Because I have nodes." Chloe reassured them.

"Chloe this is horrible." Aubrey whined for her.

"Well at least it's not herpes. Or do you have that as well?" Fat Amy interjected.

Beca looked at Fat Amy, but wasn't really surprised by the audacious things she said anymore. Aubrey did look at her with slight surprise though. No one really answered Amy, but it was understood that Chloe did not have herpes. With Aubrey having been distracted by Chloe's nodes, she completely forgot about yelling at the Bellas about their performance, for now at least.

Aubrey, comforting Chloe, led the Bellas away from the SBT house, effectively letting them all go their own ways.


Beca's next shift at the radio station with Jesse was a slow and boring day. Beca's mood was a bit more sour than usual as college was turning out to be about as exciting as she had predicted. Jesse was attempting to make her smile. He kept putting amusing album covers in front of his face and catching Beca's attention. Beca tried to act like she wasn't amused by his ridiculous behavior, but she kept smirking at him while his face was covered. She quickly tried to cover her smirk with a straight face when he removed the cover from his face, but sometimes she wasn't so quick.

Just as Beca was really about to lose the battle against her smile, Luke the station manager came out of the booth.

"Jesse." He called.

"Yeah."

"I'm starving so could you…"

"You want me to get you lunch? You should probably lay off the burgers. You're not gonna be 22 forever, you know." Jesse warned, probably thinking the guy was going to get fat.

Luke lifted his shirt "Yeah, I think I'm good."

"He's good. You're good." Beca assured them both as she marveled the exquisite abs Luke possessed.

"And the chess match continues." Jesse grumbled, stalking out to get Luke's lunch.

"Ah hey, this is my new mix, so if there's anything you wanted to play…" Beca said, handing Luke her newest mix on a USB.

"Yeah, okay. I'll put it on the pile."

"Okay." Beca would never admit it out loud, but she was kind of bummed he wouldn't play or even listen to any of her mixes as of yet.


After her shift, Beca was hanging out in the grass with her laptop, working on a new mix. Beca really hoped her father wouldn't walk by and see her sitting in the grass with the other students. It would be too much for Beca to bear if he realized he was right at the beginning of the year when he'd told her about students studying in the grass and Beca had insisted she didn't want to do that. Granted she wasn't studying, but the principle was the same.

Suddenly Jesse was standing beside her, handing her a juice box and sitting down next to her.

"What's up, weirdo?" Jesse said.

"Okay. What's this?" Beca asked.

"As much as I love spending time with you stacking CDs…and I do. I love it, like more than life. I figured we could do some other fun things that don't make us wanna kill ourselves, right?"

"Yeah." Beca said.

"So, brought some movies. Jaws, E.T., The Breakfast Club, Star Wars and Rocky. Best scored and soundtracked movies of all time. That's what I wanna do when I grow up. I wanna score movies. Bring people to tears, you know. Blow their minds. I feel like only music can do that."

"Yeah. You must really sweep your girlfriend off her feet." Beca was not looking forward to ruining Jesse's day by explaining how much movies bored her.

"I don't have a girlfriend?" Jesse confessed.

"What?"

"No."

"You have juice pouches and Rocky."

"Okay, so what do you wanna watch first?"

"Wanna do something else? We could relive my parents' divorce. Or visit a gynecologist." Beca joked without humor.

"What, do you not like movies or something?" Beca gave him an apologetic stare and sipped at her juice pouch. "Like any movies? You don't…What the hell is wrong with you? How do you not like movies? Not liking movies is like not liking puppies."

"They're fine. I just get bored and never make it to the end."

Jesse was in disbelief. "The endings are the best part."

"They're predictable. Like, the guy gets the girl and that kid sees dead people and Darth Vader is Luke's father."

"Okay, right, so you just happen to guess the biggest cinematic reveal in history?" Jesse didn't believe she could have guessed such a thing.

"'Vader' in German means father. His name is literally 'Darth Father.'" Beca laughed.

"Huh. So you know German. Well now I know why you don't like fun things." Jesse teased. "You know, you need a movie education. You need a movie-cation. And I'm gonna give it to you."

Beca didn't really want to watch a bunch of movies, especially if someone was going to try to force them on her. "Yeah, in between Bellas rehearsals, which are always."

Jesse looked at her knowingly. "Are you guys getting ready for the Riff-Off?"

Beca paused. "What the hell is a Riff-Off?"

Jesse tried to explain it the way the experienced Trebles explained it to him and his fellow Treble recruits. Beca was still very confused.

"You'll find out soon enough." Jesse promised.


Beca found herself in an empty pool with all the other Bellas, as well as the Treblemakers, High Notes and the BU Harmonics. A few non-a cappella students were hanging around at the top edges of the pool. After a few confusing minutes, the BU Harmonics started making siren sounds, indicating the arrival of Justin.

"Welcome to the Riff-Off!" Justin hollered, holding his arms out wide. "Who's ready to get vocal? The winners get the greatest prize of all."

"I'm taking you down." Jesse mouthed to Beca.

"...the microphone used by Hoobastank…" Justin continued.

"I don't care." Beca mouthed back.

".…when they rocked out at the Schnee Performing Arts Centre. Let's see our first category." Justin lifted a device that resembled a laser pointer, but it had a spinning wheel that was illuminated on the wall. When the spinning stopped, Justin announced the category. "Ladies of the 80's."

Aubrey ran out to try to start the competition, but Bumper, the leader of the Treblemakers, got there first and started belting out "Mickey". The BU Harmonics jumped up to start singing "Like A Virgin" then Aubrey got her chance and began singing "Hit Me With Your Best Shot". One of the girls from the High Notes tried stealing the show, but she began singing a song that didn't fit with Aubrey's words and so she was "cut off" as everyone shouted. She took it good naturedly, laughing as she returned to her group.

Justin spun the wheel again and this time it landed on "Songs About Sex". Beca thought she was starting to get the hang of this whole thing and asked Chloe for confirmation. The only rules were, stay within the category and match your first sung lyric to the previous teams sung lyric.

Cynthia Rose jumped to the front of the group and began singing "S&M". Stacie joined her and they started to almost grind on one another as they sang. The others sang backup.

Donald from the Treblemakers jumped up to Stacie and began singing "Let's Talk About Sex". Stacie didn't back down though until Aubrey pulled her back. Stacie fought for Aubrey to let go, pleading with her until she was free to run back up and take over again with "I'll Make Love To You". Then Jesse jumped forward, singing "Feels Like The First Time".

Jesse was staring right at Beca and pointed as he sang, challenging her. Beca nodded to herself before blowing Jesse a sarcastic kiss, then ran forward and started rapping "No Diggity".

"It's going down fade to Blackstreet
The homeys got abby collab creations Funk like acne
No doubt I put it down never slouch
As long as my credit could vouch
A dog couldn't catch me straight up
Tell me who could stop with Dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent"

At this point Beca began to get a bit nervous as none of the Bellas had jumped in yet and the others in the pool seemed to be in shock.

"Still moving this flavor with the homeys Blackstreet & Teddy
The original rump shakers"

Beca paused when still no one was up there with her.

"Keep going." Jesse encouraged.

"Shorty get down, good Lord
Baby got 'em open all over town"

Fat Amy finally walked forward singing the next line with her.

"Strickly biz you don't play around
Cover much ground
Got game by the pound"

The other Bellas then started making the appropriate sounds for the music.


Chloe was in utter shock at Beca's surprise rapping. She stared in awe as Beca tore through the beginning of "No Diggity". She knew the song, but was too shocked to help her out.

After Fat Amy joined her, Chloe got her senses back and started organizing the other Bellas.

"Gettin paid is a forte
Each and every day true player way
I can't get her outta my mind
I think about the girl all the time"

Cynthia Rose added a long "ooo" and Chloe watched Beca the whole time. They really sounded good together.

"I like the way you work it
(no diggity)
I got to bag it up
I like the way you work it
(no diggity)
I got to bag it up
(bag it up girl)
I like the way you work it
(no diggity)
I got to bag it up
(bag it up)
I like the way you work it
(no diggity)
I got to bag it up"

The people around them, including the other groups started singing "Hey yo hey yo hey yo hey yo" while Beca sang the last part. Chloe watched Beca circle around the group and come back in front of her. A smile was spread wide across Beca's face and Chloe was lost to it. As Beca passed her, she watched her move, her gaze dropping for a moment as Beca's ass swayed past.

"We out." Beca finished, crossing her arms over her crotch in an "X" as the crowd erupted.


Beca felt pride rise within her chest as she finished the song. Jesse began clapping in good natured defeat and Beca teased him.

"I mean, you're welcome!" She shouted to him over the cheers.

"It's a tough blow ladies. The word you needed to match was 'it.' And you sang, 'it's.' You are…cut off!" Justin announced their defeat to them.

"Are you serious?" Beca cried.

"The Trebles win!"

"Beca, I'm sorry. You lost." Jesse said without too much sympathy.

"I've never heard that rule!" Aubrey complained. "Ladies, ladies, come on. Come back." When most of the Bellas were back with Aubrey, she shot off a few instructions. "Before everybody goes to bed tonight, I need you to make a list of everything you did wrong."

"I'm gonna melt that cabbage patch kid." Fat Amy said to Beca as she joined the others.

"Hey guys, what we just did was great, right?" Beca asked in her excitement.

"Calm your pits Beca, we still lost." Aubrey stated, killing a bit of Beca's high.

"Yeah but it was spontaneous. It was awesome. They were actually listening to…"

"Okay everybody, hands in." Aubrey cut her off again. "'Ahh' on my count."

"On three of after three?"

"On three."

"After three." The group argued.

"One, two, three."

"That's not how we do it." Aubrey growled.

Stacie gave an exasperated sigh. "Why can't we figure this out?"


"Hey, Beca!" Chloe called after the brunette walking quickly back to her dorm.

"Hey, Chloe. What's up?"

"Where did you learn to rap like that? That was impressive." Chloe gushed.

Beca gave a small smirk that made Chloe's heart stutter a beat or two.

"I listen to a lot of music." Beca said simply.

Chloe waited, hoping Beca might go into a bit more depth about it. When Beca remained silent, Chloe tried to get her talking again.

"Well, you'll have to teach me sometime."

"Really?" Beca asked with surprise.

"Oh totes." Chloe giggled.

"Well, alright." Beca agreed.

Chloe stared into the dark, metallic blue eyes of the shorter brunette in front of her.

Beca fidgeted beneath Chloe's gaze. "Uh…so I'm supposed to meet Jesse back at my dorm."

Chloe tried not to pay attention to the pain that almost stopped her next breath. "Oh, yeah. I'll see you at rehearsal tomorrow."

Beca smiled, but didn't say anything. Chloe watched her disappear around the corner, before turning to head back to the Bellas' house that she shared with Aubrey. Only second year Bellas and up could live in the house. First years stayed in their dorms.

Chloe got to her room and listened to the whole "No Diggity" song on her laptop, thinking about Beca's wide smile of triumph when she effectively shut down all the other groups. Chloe hadn't been able to look away from the Freshman that had all but stolen her breath in that moment. She might just have found her newest "lady jam".


Beca had her mixes pulled up on her laptop. The one currently playing was a remix of "Bulletproof".

"So, I uh just find songs that have the same chord progressions and create a track that blends them together. So like, this is the new bass line, and this is matching up downbeats." Beca was yelling over the music coming from her headphones, but by the nodding Jesse was doing and the expression on his face, she remembered she was the only one listening to the loud music. "I'm talking really loud." She pulled off the headphones and gave them to Jesse. "Um...that's me singing."

"This is really good." Jesse yelled before taking the headphones off. "Now I'm the one yelling, right? That is amazing, Beca."

"Thanks."

"So, I brought this over because I wanna watch you watch the end of this movie. And then I can die a hero. Wait, actually…"

"You have a habit of making yourself at home, did you know that?" Beca commented as Jesse jumped up on her bed and got comfortable.

"Yeah. Okay. The Breakfast Club. 1985. Greatest ending to any movie ever. This song launched Simple Minds in the U.S. Could have been a Billy Idol song, but he turned it down. Idiot. Perfectly sums up the movie. It's equally beautiful and sad." Jesse was telling her as he played the ending.

"That is fascinating." Beca feigned interest.

"Right." Jesse didn't seem to notice her false tone.

Jesse spouted out a few more trivial facts about the song and movie before Kimmy Jin returned with her friends and the awkward moment sent Jesse all but running out the door.


At the Bellas rehearsal the next day, they were practicing their set for Regionals. They got to the end of "Turn the Beat Around" and Chloe failed to hit the last note.

Fat Amy was panting heavily when they all stopped. "I should have taken that cardio tip more seriously."

"How much have you done?" Aubrey asked.

"You just saw it." Amy stated.

"Chloe, you gotta be able to hit that last note." Aubrey scolded her co-captain.

"I can't. It's impossible. And it's because of my nodes." Chloe told her again.

"Her nodes. Her nodes." The other Bellas echoed her.

"Well if you can't do it, then someone else needs to solo."

"I think Beca should take my solo." Chloe suggested, looking back at her.

"Yeah Beca would be excellent. But also someone else might be equally as excellent." Fat Amy argued lightly.

"It's true." Beca adds.

"And they might be shy and not wanna come forward and say they wanted a solo." Fat Amy finished.

"Well Beca doesn't want a solo, so…" Aubrey tried to glaze over that argument.

"I would be happy to do it if I got to pick a new song and do an arrangement." Beca again tried to change the setlist, thinking they'd never win with what they had now.

"Well that's not how we run things here."

"Aubrey, maybe Beca has a point. Maybe we could try something new." Chloe defended Beca.

Beca felt a bit of shock mixed with a bit of pride that someone was actually listening to her suggestions for once.


Chloe wanted to hear Beca out at the very least, but Aubrey was always so difficult to deal with. Even as a co-captain, Chloe felt like she had no power in the group.

"A-ca-scuse me? You can sing 'Turn the Beat Around' and that's the last I wanna hear of this." Aubrey ended the argument.

"That song is tired. We're not gonna win with it. If we pull samples from different genres and layer them together, we could make some…" Beca kept trying to get through to the stubborn blonde, but Chloe could tell she was about to get on Aubrey's last nerve.

"Okay let me explain something to you because you still don't seem to get it. Our goal is to get back to the finals and these songs will get us there. So, excuse me if I don't take advice from some alt-girl with her mad-lib beats because she's never been in a competition. Have I made myself clear?"

Beca raised her hands in defeat. "Crystal. I won't solo."

"Fine. Fat Amy?"

"Yes, sir?"

"You'll solo."

"Yes! Yes." Fat Amy traced the rainbow heart on her shirt.


"I'm sorry about Aubrey." Chloe said as she followed Beca out of the auditorium they'd just been practicing in.

"It's fine. I don't even care about getting a solo. I only joined this group to get my father off my back." Beca told her.

Chloe felt a jolt of betrayal, but ignored it in favor of trying to cheer up her favorite Freshman. "Well, Aubrey's just really stressed out right now. Her dad can be tough on her too. He's always pushing her to do her best."

"Sounds rough." Beca replied.

"Oh totes." Chloe nodded in agreeance.

Chloe knew that if she didn't say something else soon, Beca would give some excuse to be rid of her and head back to her dorm. She didn't know what they'd talk about, but she didn't want Beca to leave her just yet.

"Hey, would you like to get a coffee or something and hang out for a bit?"

Beca looked like she was about to turn her down, but Chloe spoke again.

"I mean, I'm kind of stressed out about Regionals too, but Aubrey is my best friend and I don't think she wants to talk about it right now. Especially as I obviously don't totally agree with her."

Beca hesitated. "Yeah, but um…can we just sit in the grass or something? Coffee shops make me feel claustrophobic with all the people in there."

"Oh sure." Chloe beamed at Beca's slight slip, giving Chloe a peek behind her massive walls.

The two got a couple of drinks and headed back to the quad to relax under the shade of a nearby tree. Chloe found it a bit strange to sit in the grass. She hoped her jeans didn't get a grass stain. She had to admit she enjoyed the cool ground and the light breeze. Other than her daily runs, she didn't spend much time outside.

"So….what do you want to talk about?" Beca asked awkwardly.

"Tell me about your family." Chloe said before taking a sip from her cup.

Beca hesitated. "Well, it's complicated."

"I have time if you do." Chloe states waiting for Beca to continue.

Beca drinks from her cup and takes a deep breath. "When I was younger, my parents got a divorce. So my father and I aren't on good terms anymore. Now he's married to a new woman that I can't stand to be around."

Chloe thought about what she was going to say before she opened her mouth. This was obviously not an easy topic for Beca, but Chloe appreciated that she would tell her anything at all. Beca seemed to close down and throw up all of her defenses when someone pushed her.

"Have you tried rebuilding a relationship with him?"

Beca sighed. "Not really. I don't see the point anymore. We've been like this since he left and yeah we talked from time to time, but it was never the same."

Chloe bit one side of her lip, deciding whether or not she should say her next words.


Beca watched Chloe biting her lip and cast her eyes to the ground before looking back up into her own eyes. The action twisted something in Beca's gut that she didn't understand. Why did she look so hurt or confused? Why did it bother her that she looked like that?

"Have you ever thought that maybe it was your anger that pushed you two apart?" Chloe paused.

Beca's lips parted as she let out a surprised breath, not quite loud enough to be a gasp. Chloe's eyes stared into her own and before she could answer her question, Chloe was speaking again.

"I mean, I don't really know what happened. I'm just thinking out loud. Sorry."

Beca wasn't sure what to say to her and in her confusion, she jumped to what she knew…

"No you don't, so can we change the subject now?"


Chloe's stomach dropped at Beca's harsh words, but she wasn't surprised. She'd seen Beca do this not an hour before with Aubrey. Beca closed herself off and that's why she suspected it was more Beca than her father that had strained their relationship.

Stupid! You shouldn't have said that, Chloe. She thought to herself.

"Yeah, sure. No problem." Chloe said weakly.

"Thanks." Beca said still a bit harshly.

"So what are you majoring in?" Chloe thought maybe a lighter topic would make things better.

"No idea. I don't plan on staying here after the end of the year."

"Why not?" Chloe asked before she could stop herself.

"I want to move to L.A. Look I have a shift at the station later and I should probably get some of my homework done before I go in. I'll see you later, Chloe." Beca said getting up and leaving before Chloe could mumble a quiet good-bye.

"Wow, Chloe. Nice going. You chased her off again." Chloe spoke to herself.


The day of the a cappella Regionals had arrived and Beca was not happy about dressing up in the flight attendant suits as she thought of them. While Aubrey and Chloe pulled off the outfit rather well, Beca felt completely at odds with herself.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen. The 2012 Southeastern Regional Competition has officially begun." A male commentator spoke up.

His co-host followed up with, "Yes, I'm Gail Abernathy McCadd and to my right is fellow a cappella alum John Smith and we are live from Carolina University. It's a new season for a cappella. The Regionals begin the long road to Lincoln Centre where all of these youngsters hope to one day win a trophy by making music with their mouths."

Beca stared at the stage while one a cappella group sang "Fuck You" with sock puppets on each of their hands. A few comments were made about their performance until Aubrey said watching them would make them worse, to which Beca couldn't help but reply to with a jab at Aubrey.

"At least they're different."

"And the Sockapellas, once again proving that it doesn't get better for everyone after high school." The male voice came over the speaker again.

Aubrey tried to hype the girls up with the hands-in tradition, but it wasn't getting much better since the first time they tried.

"Let's give it up for the Barden Bellas!" A man called.

"Wow. This does not look like the fresh-faced nubile Bellas that we have come to know. Is it me or are those skirts just not working anymore?" The male voice said as the Bellas walked out in their matching outfits.

Beca's nerves were immediately put on edge at the words.

"You're walking the line, John. It's a nice surprise to see the Bellas mixing it up. It's refreshing yet displeasing to the eye." The female tried to smooth over the man's harsh words, but it was obvious she didn't like their outfits much better.

Beca took a deep breath, readying herself for the disaster sure to come.

Aubrey led them off with a four count and the judges and more than half the audience seemed to go into snooze mood. Beca could see the disinterest in their faces as they watched the same tired routine being performed. After "The Sign" and "Eternal Flame" had been sung, it was Fat Amy's turn to solo with "Turn the Beat Around". The audience visibly perked up when Fat Amy started singing it with a bit more attitude than they had rehearsed. Aubrey was most likely not happy if her reaction to Beca's suggestions of changing the setlist was anything to go by.

Beca smirked at Fat Amy's antics as she finished the song, throwing off her jacket and ripping her button up open exposing the white tank top she had on underneath. The crowd cheered and the judges nodded at the display.

The Bellas were announced to have gotten second place with the Sockappellas in third and losing to the Treblemakers.

Big surprise there. Beca thought cynically.

As they were leaving, they stepped out to find a few of the Trebles engaged in an unwilling fight with a few older guys whose sign labeled them as the Tonehangers. Beca caught sight of Jesse arguing with a guy who was trying to get Jesse to hit him.

"I've wrestled crocodiles and dingoes simultaneously." Fat Amy said, watching the display.

Beca nodded, not really paying attention.

"Come here!" One of the guys shouted.

"Why do you want me to hit you? I don't wanna do that." Jesse was telling the older guy.

"I need to feel something. Hit me as hard as you can. Hit me hard. Take this. Take this. I want you to hit me." The guy pleaded, handing Jesse the trophy he'd just sat down.

Beca felt she had to help her friend. "I'm just gonna…I'm just gonna check on them." She said, descending the stairs the Bellas were still standing on.

"The kraken has been unleashed. Feel the Fat Amy force!" Fat Amy cried, following her quickly.


"Oh my God." Chloe couldn't watch what was about to happen. She covered one side of her face and turned towards Aubrey.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa." Aubrey said, trying to stop Fat Amy from running down the stairs.

Beca's fist slammed into the cheek of the guy wrestling with Jesse over the trophy.

"Oh my God. Oh my God." Jesse said in disbelief.

Beca shook her hand when the Tonehanger fell to the ground. "That's fantastic!" He cried.

"Amy, don't. Amy!" Chloe could hear Beca shouting. She turned her attention back to the fight, watching Amy trying to hit the guy with the trophy that she now held.

"Feel the fat power!" Amy cried out.

"Fat Amy! Kick me in the balls!" The man yelled.

There was a moaning of pain heard from the man and Beca's voice again. "Amy!"

"Give me the sharp weapon, I wanna put it up his butt!" Amy argued with Beca over the trophy.

"Ooh! Cherry on top." The guy said, getting down on all fours.

Suddenly the trophy flew out of Amy's hands, leaving a smaller piece in Beca's as it crashed through the glass window behind Amy.

Chloe watched in horror, unable to do anything. A cop had been writing a ticket for a vehicle out front and started walking towards the broken window.

"Amy." Beca called as Fat Amy started running down the hallway to her right, whimpering.

"Vertical running! I'm vertical running." She screamed as she went.

Chloe watched in stunned silence as Beca was trying to explain what happened as the cop was placing her in handcuffs.

"Don't worry, Beca. We'll get you out." Jesse yelled to her as she was being led back to the cop's car.

Chloe still couldn't move until Aubrey grabbed her arm and led them down the stairs.

"I'll call Beca's father." Jesse spoke out loud.

"Good than we can go wait for her in her room. Let's go Bellas." Aubrey hollered.

They eventually found Fat Amy panting and bent over holding her knees at the end of the hallway.

"Come on, Amy. We need to go. Beca's been arrested." Aubrey told her.

"Arrested?!" Fat Amy exclaimed. "How did they catch her?"

"She didn't run like you." Cynthia Rose told her.

"In Tasmania, we always run from the cops. We're the descendants of convicts over there." Fat Amy said off-handedly.