"Yes. The 20th is good!"
Belle mumbles out a 'thank you' before turning to the man lazing on the sofa. He is holding up a book, but its upside down state tells her exactly what he's doing.
"Wallace, I got the job!" she launches herself on said man.
Wallace muffles a reply into her hair, but before he's able to return her hug she jumps to her feet and mouthed an apology when her phone rings.
Sinking further into the couch, he runs a hand into his hair, vainly trying to block the feel of Belle deliciously stretched over him.