Beatrix drew back, eyes narrowed. "Excuse me?" she hissed.John smiled and turned to say something to Jean.
Jean looked to make sure the driver wasn't looking then crossed the aisle to sit beside Beatrix. "Hi, I'm Jean, he's my brother John. He says your hurt, I can help, if you want me too." She spoke quickly and quietly so no one but Beatrix could hear her.
"Nonononononono!" she yelped, "I was not a brunette! And my hair was not frizzy!"Justin grinned. "hey, this is before I had my growth spurt! But yeah, I was short." He stopped Adira's hand. "That's you?"