Beskrivelse: I'm sure princesses don't snort, but it sure sounds like that's what Flora does as she flips through her magazine. "Amazing that you think I'd be offended by someone like you insulting me, Quint." I clutch the rock harder. "It's Millie." "Actually," Flora says, tossing the magazine to the bed and looking at me with a poisonous smile, "it's nothing to me, because you're not going to be my roommate long enough for it to matte what I call you. And that's a promise."