"I must say you are a beauty to behold," Leslie says, sitting and pulling the chair closer to the bed. She puts her elbow on the bed and plops her head on her palm.

If not that Leslie's eyes were twinkling and her sincerity was flowing through, Jessica would just pass it off as flattery between the upper-class ladies.

"Let's be best of friends," Leslie says again, taking her hand.

"Okay," Jessica responds.

Leslie sounds too kind for ...