"Do you think she'll tell us," Belle asked as she helped J pull out plates from the cupboard.
"She doesn't have any choice, does she?" J smirked as she sliced the lasagna she made for her visitors.
"I can't believe she kept it from me," Belle groaned.
"If I have a brother like Arthur I would do the same," J said, and then she turned around to walk in the direction of the oven. She put on her mittens and opened the oven. She pulled out the sliced garlic bread from it.
"Tell me about it. I swear his overprotectiveness is sometimes making me want to pull out all the hair from my scalp," Belle said, making J chuckle.
"It's in his nature," J said as she placed the tray with garlic bread on the kitchen counter. Then she heard her phone's notification. She glanced at it on the counter.
"I think they are here," J said. Her phone is connected to the security system of the house so she would know if someone is coming.