Fleur paused in the act of clicking to look out from behind her camera and regard her friend, "We cannot choose our families, but you are nozzing like 'er." Still, she frowned, squinting a little at her friend.
"Ees zat 'ow you really look?" She blurted the question that had been niggling at her ever since they first met, "I know you change your 'air all zee time, but is zat 'ow your face always is?" Fleur bit her lip, almost afraid to ask, "Do you look like - like 'er?"