Good looks, great power

No plan really, not anymore. But I used to have some. Many, actually. —Oh I had good plans.

What’s with the rush?

Uh!

I’d say, let one of your vampire boyfriends give you that stupid piece of paper and be done with it. 

Yes, she did.

Because she pissed me off.

"I don’t think so but we could be related, I mean who knows". The brunette had no memory of the past few years of her life, whatsoever, thus she wouldn’t be able to tell if they knew each other or if they didn’t. "So what was that about? Are you training for some kind of Hogwarts competition?"

You kinda did. Casting a spell in a public space is not exactly my definition of being secretive. It seemed like you were begging for attention and hey, you got it!

Do I know you?

Easy there, Elsa.

Shut up or I'll turn you into a snowman.

Is what true? You’re going to have to be a bit more specific.

Excuse me?

I've heard rumors about Natasha Parker and your... transformation. Is it true?

  Watch yourself, Rivers. I’m excellent. Always have been. Now, I’m simply fast enough to cut your tongue out with this saber now. 

I'd rather let you do that to someone else. A.... particular someone.

  You say that as if you were better than me at some point.

I'll admit that I've never won before. But still, I never was this hopeless.

  Cool —I’ll have what you’re having. [she plopped down on one of the couches] You should text Leah, tell her you’re back.

[ Walks inside and pours two glasses of vodka.] She's better of far away from here.