"So there's four of you," Savannah said with a laugh and a grin that immediately began to fade. There had been three of them. Now there was just her.
Oh, there she went getting depressed again. She quite suddenly had the urge to steal another of his cookies -- but that was the road to ruin. She was not going to be one of those girls who got fat because they started eating under pressure. Ew.
"Well, at least the rest of your name is original, right?" she asked, making herself smile again. "You should totally play the foreign thing up. Like do an accent. We girls like that sort of thing."