The Sapphire girl blinked twice, her eyes moving between Belle and me with increasing confusion. "Oh. Are you two—"
"We're something," Belle interrupted. Her amber-brown eyes ran the full length of the other girl's body, starting at her perfectly styled hair and ending somewhere in the vicinity of her uniform skirt. Her expression turned sharp in a way that made me think of knives. "He's also busy Saturday, Sunday, and the following Friday. His entire schedule is managed, so if you're interested in discussing anything, I can provide you with the appropriate contact information for inquiries."
The Sapphire girl's mouth opened slightly. "Managed by who?"
