Vincent's eyebrows, looking so carefully and meticulously groomed although they're not, lift questioningly. What an odd reference. Vincent can't quite pull it up from her own knowledge of pop culture, but that's okay.
"Replacing," she says firmly. "I got here with a bag of clothes and Mr. Darcy but nothing else." Referring to her hedgehog that way might suggest she has a copy of Pride and Prejudice that she lovingly strokes at night, when that's not actually the case. But she can't bring herself to say 'my pet hedgehog, Mr. Darcy,' without feeling like a bit of a fool.