“— Old flame, huh? You know, you could tell me their name and I can tell ya where they are.. If they live in this place, that is. Like, Forks is an awfully tiny town. My dad’s the chief of police. I know everythin’ and everyone.”
[ Isabella sets down the coke bottle to her side, laughing a little bit. ]
”Sorry ‘bout my attire n’ stuff. Saturday night, you know.. I just kind of.. do girl things.”

“Forks, right. I think I’m a little far out ––– really far out for her tastes. But I appreciate the help.”
[ He’s slightly upset, but it’s not visible on his features. He’s used to hiding it; it has become a more secret part of himself, after all. ]
“You’re fine, dear. I should take off, I think. Bigger problems to attend to.”
