IV. Men and Monsters
Bella picked this one after Jacob mentioned it was good - X-Men 2. She's learned by now that he'll probably always agree to do anything she wants to do, but she figured she might as well use the opportunity if he'll actually like watching something she can handle.
Or thought she could handle. Not even realizing she's doing it, she crosses her arms and grumbles a lot during a few less action-oriented scenes. Then - oh, great. They're kissing. What kind of a "guy movie" is this, as Quil commented that it is on his way out of Jake's house when he saw what they were going to watch?
"What is he doing?" she demands in anger that is a little excessive; from the other side of the couch where he's sitting with his long legs stretched out and resting on the table, Jacob laughs lightly. "He can't just kiss her like that! I thought she was with the other guy - with the glasses!"
He laughs more. "She doesn't look like she minds too much. And come on. Don't tell me you'd pick Cyclops over Wolverine."
Bella makes a noise of disgust. "Please. At least he's a gentleman. Wolverine is animalistic and . . . uncivilized."
He is laughing as much as ever, grinning widely. She doesn't realize it, but he is happy about how naturally and lightly she's able to talk about such a thing at the moment. "Is that so?" he asks skeptically. "I took you for the type to go for more of a scoundrel."
"Me? Why?" she asks in an almost offended tone.
He looks at her like she is missing something quite obvious. "Well, you're not exactly the most old-fashioned and ladylike girl, are you? Getting motorbike riding lessons in secret?"
She looks down, appearing to feel defeated. She seems to be mildly irritated by the topic, but not quite realizing what they might really be talking about enough to lose her casual composure. "Hmph," she just says defiantly to the TV screen.