Her eyes got wide when she told her about her high class apartment and fancy car. Sol wasn't sure if she'd ever actually seen a Bentley but it sounded like it was a big deal. "Sounds really nice. Can't wait to see it."
The fact was, in this world either one of them could be anything they wanted. They didn't have to be slayers here if they didn't want to be. It was just something that Sol couldn't and wouldn't give up. She still went slaying because she felt like she had to.
"A pimp isn't so bad. Check out your closet yet? Got any purple fur coats or anything like that?" She grinned at her friend. "It sounds as though the person that you replaced did pretty well to have all that."