"The photograph doesn't put a d' in front of her name," Anastacia says. "That requires a birthright, and that birthright doesn't come easily."

"I guess?"  Marty wasn't at all sure what they were trying to prove, but Leo seemed invested and that was good enough for her. 

"So... to the publisher then?"  She asked.

"Leo."  Marty corrected rather dryly.  "And I'm Marty."  After a pause not quite long enough to be impolite she added.  "Pleased to meet you."

"Weird?" She nods, shakes Marty's hand. "Yeah, that's Annie, not Niss. I'm surprised they didn't tell you."

Marty wasn't sure exactly what the mystery was.  One of the girls was a fake or something?  She kept silent and watched, wondering at Leo's uncharacteristic discomfort.   She watched the twins, and the other, more troublesome redhead carefully, trying to pick up on what she was missing.

When Leo retreated, she sat beside him.  "So..."  She began as she shifted about on her seat, trying to get comfortable and certainly not attempting to get closer.  In fact just the opposite for when she noticed she might be too close, she immediately drew back.  "...  this is my first mystery.  Are we doing it right?"  She asked him.