X walked into Lumina's office, a bandage over her eye. "Excuse me, ma'am...." She cleared her throat, then said, "Um... I need to speak with you. But you can't let anyone know I was here. Not even Ebil."
Lumina raised an eyebrow, then shrugged. "Go for it, child. But don't call me ma'am. Call me Lumina. I intend on being your friend, not just your superior, and--" She stopped herself abruptly. "I'm sorry, I'm thinking about ten years into the future. You want a favor, yes?"
X took the bandage away from her face, showing a scar, infected and disgusting, slashing across her eye. "Can you... heal this for me?"
Sighing, she sat the young woman down, and got to work, muttering to herself softly.
Eponine said to Dolan, "If you could just do my hair and makeup, just a little bit, it would save my life! If I want to win back my father's company, I have to outshine the pig who stole it."