Fritz and Newt were being escorted back to the Luxwell household. The twin came fetching them without a carriage to ride. While inside the carriage, Fritz shared a few conversations with the twin.
"Ada, you highlighted your hair with red. It looks nice on you." He said with a thumbs up. He then turned to Marisol, "aloof as always, huh?"
"Thank you, Fritz." Ada's face was beet red. "I told Marisol to do her hair too. But, she did not want."
"It is because I don't want to ruin my hair. Do you think that's beautiful? You look like a fighting chicken."
Meeting Fritz's gaze, she immediately rolled her eyes and gave him the
cold shoulders.
"That is not nice, Marisol." Fritz pats Ada's head. "Don't listen t your sister, Ada. She's just a–" he muttered the last few words, which irritates Marisol even more. And when the two laughed together, she reached her boiling
point.
"What are you two whispering and laughing at each other?!"
