Rebecca scowls at her reflection, answering... in Coptic... meaning to say 'Just peachy.'... though Coptic doesn't translate well. "I have peaches." She blinks. "I'm fine... damned demonic scumbag... I swear it took deca-... ahem... nothing... just your standard guy trouble, love." She spits in the sink, her eyes calm, like a still grey sea. "I'm Rebecca... that guy and me go... way back... waaaaay back." She turns to look at the girl. "I'm Rebecca."