"I can't imagine Irene misbehaving." She'd perfected looking...well, perfect, before she was four years. "I seem to remember that Lotty used to sneak into the stables, though. I wonder how she bribed Mel."

Avery brushes her hair back and smiles over at Adrien. Time was that they'd both had an unspoken pact to stay separate from real romantic entanglements. Now it seemed like she was the only one holding on to that. Which was, probably, a good thing. "He deserves it," she says out loud. "He's spent way too much time pretending to be happy and not enough time actually being it."