"You seem like a smart girl... construct... whatever... the first thing I'd say is, you could probably find someone better to... what's the term? 'Hang out' with... but if that recycled heart is set, the second thing I'd say is you could probably afford to miss a day in school and grab a coffee, right?" Becky smiles, the act lighting up her thin face. "What say you?" she blinks, unsure why she asked as if she were a duelling pirate, rather than an ancient Angel.